Jen no longer smiled. It was perfectly clear which of these two pictures she figured I fit. Of course she knew me, being my best friend for years, but...somehow I felt she was telling me things I'd always thought I'd hidden well. And of course she was suggesting that somehow those things meant I could be into spanking! "The brash women," continued Jen, "usually just plays around with it a bit. The other kind needs it hard and and severe." Jen!" So," she said, "I was merely curious."Of all things.. Looking at the pendulously built saleslady, he ordered, "Off with your skirt and panties, then sit down and spread your legs!!! When she was seated and spread, Drew nodded to the blonde and she quickly attached her mouth to the gaping slit of the middle aged lesbian!!! "Is she a good cunt lapper," Drew asked the lesbian!?!" Her shallow breathing already had given him the answer, but he wanted to hear her say it!!! "Y-yes, she's very good, ohhhhhh, god, she's so goooooood!!!" After a few. He regarded Michael, sitting quietly, sipping his coffee. He then turned and gazed out the large window behind his desk, looking out into the embassy courtyard. He seemed to study the street scene over the low wall beyond. Michael began to feel worry, thinking that he'd finally managed to insult the man he regarded as his adopted father."You are absolutely correct," Jon'a-ren finally murmured, in a soft whisper.He seemed to grip himself, physically and mentally, as if to prepare for a. I really don't think you could cope." I handed her her CAP card back. "You need to rethink your position. And fast."I turned to the last girl, a stunningly beautiful brunette, easily more beautiful than either of my sisters had been before their enhancements. Possible even one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen. Like Stacy, her boobs were firm and pert, but they were larger, possibly as big as a D cup. She had smooth satiny skin, greeny brown eyes, her hair was a rich mahogany brown that.