Before opening the office door, Crystal spins her head back quickly, getting a face full of her swaying, shoulder length hair."Don't ever talk to me a...out this again," orders an increasingly livid Crystal, who brushes away the dark strands while turning the door's handle."If you don't do it, I'll have to." What?" asks Crystal, completely bewildered and shocked. "Why?" He'll get me fired if neither of us do it."The teenager can't comprehend this at all, but doesn't leave."How? Why? That's. Since my dada is very old (86years old) I used to apply Volini on her legs and back every night. When I applied on her back she would loosen her petticoat and I would drag it a bit down on the pretext that the whole back should be covered and used to see her ass crack.Slowly I also started applying on her shoulders and for this she had to loosen her blouse giving me ample view of her boobs from so nearby. Once or twice while applying Volini on her legs I used my hands to penetrate deep inside. I have to answer her pleasure with another swat, this time to the other side. I tell her to get back up again. I put the constraints on her. I kissed her where the chocolate sauce was. It wasn't for her, it was just a resting place for me. After the kiss, she opened up my mouth. It was inviting and for a second I let her temptations roll over me. I let my tongue inside of her mouth and it swashed with hers, passionately trying to find a place. I hit her with the whip in the shoulder. I told. I'll give you a set of keys to the house and garage, and you can just pile everything out there...do it when you have the time," she said. She had laid down on her arm as we talked, and the top of the dress had opened a bit more, showing more of her straps. Her skirt had shifted somewhat, and I could see her thigh in the gap between the buttons. I must admit, it was starting to have an effect on my privates. "Tell you what...why don't we go over and you can have a look around to see what you're.