She handed me an id.Next morning, I entered the villa of deepika. It was so clean, so good. My boss showed me the office and other rules, do’s and d...nts. I was not allowed to go upstairs. I started working managing her dresses, which was folding her dresses. 2 weeks passed by I haven’t met deepika yet. The next monday I was early there, to utter surprise deepika came down and sat in front of me. Guys, it felt the world stopped for the moment. She kept asking me something but all I could do is. .. I could see some bare legs behind the rear wheels of Sarahs convertible. I quick threw my clothes on and bolted out the door, to see who it was and what had happened! Fearing something really bad, and that her dad had asked me and my wife to keep an eye out, I was scared shitless! When I got there, it was about 50 degrees outside, and there was Sarah, with her night shirt and robe on and no pants, lying on her side out cold! I checked her pulse and tried to wake her, but all she did was. "Everyone watched, spellbound as the leather strap descended with remarkable speed and bit once again into the lowest part of her soft buttocks.AUDREY: "FUCK!"DIRECTOR: "CUT- Take Ten." The next take must produce raised welts," the director warned as he conferred with Danny. Audrey rubbed her bottom vigorously before allowing Madeline to rub on more alcohol which cooled for only a second or two before it started to sting and burn. Her bottom was glowing, her pussy was dripping. Madeline's hands. It looked a lot like Florence, or how Florence might have looked years ago. The more he looked around, the more junk, woman junk, he saw. He had no idea Florence was such a collector, a collector of such little things, tiny delicate little things, girlish, feminine things. Most of it looked cheap and old, things someone might have bought when they lacked the money to afford a more expensive version. He realized there was a side to Florence he’d never seen, never even knew existed. Yeah, he.