She then stated, that is ironic. John left this morning to drive to corporate headquarters in Macon. I couldnt believe it. I told her that when my...clothes were done, I would try and continue to the hotel. She replied, no way. You are welcome to stay here for the night. Even though I knew she was sincere for my safety, I still was reluctant till I talked with Becca. I stepped back to the living room and made my call. Becca surprised me by saying first I am glad you are safe. Second, I have. There are no restrictions on entertaining visitors, beyond those of operational security, of course."He perched himself on the arm of a chair in the sitting area and crossed his arms over his chest. "We have reached the 'Welcome Speech' section of our tour." he said with a grin. "This is the Agency Training and Personnel Processing Center, called the Citadel by everyone except, I am sure, the Director. Here we do new agent induction, training, medical processing and so on. We have one of the. “Really, Peter. Surely you know, its, ‘Yes Mommy,’ don’t you?”“Yes, Mommy,” I squeaked.“Are you a dirty boy, Peter?”“Yes, Mommy.”“Mommy knows you are a naughty, dirty little boy. A little boy who needs a spanking from his lovely mommy. Say it, Peter.” She said while, still stroking and teasing.I repeated, “I’m a naughty, dirty little boy who needs a spanking from his lovely Mommy.”Then it started. Softly at first, she gradually increased both the pace and severity. I was in ecstasy. At each. She won’t eat you or your penis, I was like crying then aunt revathi came said to don’t cry like a baby we are your aunties good boy remove your towel, I didn’t then aunty revathi removed my towel, I was half naked down, wearing only a tshirt crying like a child, my dick in afraid had not got hard..then aunt revathi took my balls in her hand and saw, aunty sarany was holding my little dick, mom was telling about the incident..she came next to me wiped my eyes my boy don’t cry..and removed my t.
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