Like all good stalkers, I was learning the habits of my prey.I used the time while she was in the bathroom to test just how well the binoculars worked... I was amazed. I was able to read the printing on a Winnie the Pooh poster she had on her wall. I couldn't quite make out the pattern on her sheets, but it looked like some kind of puppies or kittens. Yeah, this was going to work out just fine.When Snookie came back, she closed her door, hung the robe back in the closet, and hopped onto the bed. Britney trusts me to be honest with her and she considers me her “Uncle Bobby” even though we’re not related. She feels comfortable talking around me and she can be herself and not feel like she has to put on a show or anything.I drove her to the 10am meeting and stayed downstairs while she and her agent went upstairs. I never sat in on her meetings, and gladly remained ignorant to the ways the promoters exploit these k**s just to fill their pockets. Britney on more than one occasion has. He probes inside her again, and then moving upward, finds her clit."Oh yes," she gasps, "Right there!"At first, he licks in slow circles, and then, speed increasing with her panting, his tongue moves alternately up and down, left and right. Faster and faster, until suddenly he's sucking on her clit directly. Crying out, she grabs his hips, and pulls his cock into her mouth. Sucking him as hard as she can, she thrusts herself up into Gavin's mouth. Both she and Gavin hang for a moment, balancing. "That is something," Ray conceded, "now we need to find a suitable punishment for you."He looked at her as she sat on the bed, legs curled beneath her, waiting for his verdict."Will I be spanked?" Nicola asked, "I know I deserve it. I deserve anything that you want. I am so sorry, Ray." I know, but are you sorry you did it, or just sorry that I caught you?" Ray asked.Nicola had no reply and lowered her eyes, ashamed."This is way beyond just a spanking," he told her, "I will think of something.