She was done but I wasn't I tightened my grip on my pecker, stroking it faster and faster until I spurted against the side of the house. Fuck! That wa... hot. I could only guess that my Ms. Baker would like her fucking a little on the rough side. I would love to spank that pussy for her before I licked her to orgasm.When I showed up Saturday to finish up she had already left for the dump with a load of leaves in her car trunk. I was just finishing up when she returned. She came out of the house. She rubbed Emily’s bottom and listened to her cries as she lay across her lap. Once though the crying had turned to sobs she ordered, “Okay, Emily, you can get up.” Emily heard the instruction and eased herself up but wondered at why she was having difficulty getting up. She supposed the spanking had not just reduced her to tears and but had also taken away a lot of her strength. However she did scramble up and as she stood realised how much her bottom was stinging and rushed her hands to her. I'd seen her happy and sad, smiling and laughing and crying. But I'd never seen her when she was furious.Janny was also quite obviously angry. She said, "She said that Dar is mentally disturbed and is a danger to young children, including you.Sally turned around and looked at the CPS official and said, "You've insulted a man who almost died when he saved my life. He was wounded in Iraq saving my brother-in-laws life. If you don't leave this house right now, I'm going to do something that I. .............."Now moving his hand dangerously close to her vagina he whispered, "Phyllis, are you getting wet, I could swear that I can smell your arousal!?!" This couldn't be happening to her. A sharp career woman just sitting there and letting a total stranger feel her out. To top that off ask her the most intimate of questions, but for some reason she couldn't resist him, and in a small voice she offered, "Y-yes, I'm very wet, I can't seem to help it!!!"With only inches to go, and sweat.