The modern sleek minimal inertia was a stark contrast to the decaying graffiti covered exterior. The receptionist was very young, with a very skinny b...dy and a perfect face for photography. It was the kind of face that could make anything look flat out cool. In this case she had pale white mat skin, black eyeliner and pale lips. Her hair was a set of black dreadlocks with a selection of wires and beads woven in for effect. 'Hi - everything is ready for you. Hay you must be Barons daughter'. I grabbed her ass and realized just how big it actually was. It jiggled in my hands as I bounced it up and down. Her pussy was still pressed against my cock, and I couldn't wait anymore. I needed to be inside it. I lifted her ass up and worked her towards the head of my cock, all the while continuing to kiss her. She moaned hotly, and lifted one of her legs to give me better access to her dripping snatch. With my right hand on her ass, I used my left to lift my cock and place the head right up. .”She was now tearing off her clothes and was in place by the count of nine. Her grapefruit sized breasts were smashing into my thigh and her full ass was in position to accept her spankings. “That’s better. You will receive five spankings for talking behind my back and two more for making me repeat myself. You’re new to this so I’m letting you off easy this time. Do you understand me?”“Yes Sir.”“I think that when you’re done with your spankings, that since your mouth got you into this. Ashe rolled onto it, arms open, laughing. Clay fell into her, showering her face and neck with kisses. As he kissed her he unbuttoned the front of her dress. He devoured her breasts, taking each nipple into his mouth and rolling the warm hard button with lips and tongue.She wrapped her long legs around his waist, her eager arms around his neck. She squealed and flipped over on top of him, the edge of her sundress lifting and floating in the air like a wind-blown scarf before settling down.