“Mmm Kelly, this looks really nice” I said to her and she let out a little giggle, “Sir, you can kiss it for a £1 sir if you want to sir, I lik... this work sir” she said and while the £’s were piling up it still represented value for money.I slipped my hands behind her pushing my fingers inside her panties and grabbing the soft cheeks of her arse while pulling her closer to my face so that the bulging cotton was tight up against my face and taking a deep sniff felt an immediate head rush, OMG. She opened the door and slammed the door behind us. We did a very tight squeeze towards the narrow neon pink door to her bedroom and I threw her on the bed. She looked lovely spread all about on the silk like blanket. I also took the time to view my surroundings and liked what I saw. The top wall over the bed was covered with reflective metal and the headboard of her bed was also matted with a mirror base. Every corner had a strong pole covered with gray and blue drapery She had her top off. One day I was dam bored and wanted to refresh. I entered chat room but not finding anyone interesting. I was almost about to logoff I got a message from a person. He said he age is 35, his name is Nani(that was name told by him) and he is from Hyderabad. I started chatting with him and I told my details (first I said fake details but after some days I said my correct details). Meanwhile I came to know that his age was 25. We became very close. We use to chat daily for hours. His way of chatting. She sniffed slightly and was pleased to detect just a whiff of smoke from the foul little cheroots he smoked. He was still here watching!! And this knowledge pleased Her greatly, if anyone should witness Her chastisement it should be him. So engrossed was She by these thoughts that when the first of the weltering storm of blows She would receive fell, She did not even so much as gasp. The classes in “Resistance and resilience” were simply concerned with not crying out, the longer She.