However, she told herself that next time, and she hoped there would be a next time, she would have to hand a belt or even a wooden-backed hairbrush, a...d really make him suffer. For now, though, she was happy she had spanked him well enough, and, looking again at the back of his head, ordered, “Get up, Tony.”Tony didn’t really want to get up and would have preferred more time bent across Angela’s lap looking at her upside-down legs but he was eager to show her that he was going to obey her and. Even if she was a coward, he couldn't be allowed to know it. Squaring her shoulders she returned to the office, opened the door and walked in. Her jaw almost dropped as she looked around the reception area. Fortunately, she had prepared herself by studying the outer entrance. The reception area was even more impressive. It was entirely paneled in the same furniture-grade cherry as the outside entrance. There were chairs and a sofa, all covered in leather; brass lamps and a reception desk next. I moan into your mouth, almost whimpering. My hands grip your forearm. Your left hand slides up to my neck. “Yes please” I gasp. Both of us knowing, pleading for your use of me. Your hand pushed deeper, and moves faster. I rake at your arm as your fingers move faster and faster, pleasing, juices building. “Tighter” I beg, you oblige and grip my neck further. Fingers pressing into my jugular as I start to cum. The orgasm pouring through me, you hold me up, allowing me to completely let go into. ” She raised a grin, rolling over and opening her long, slim legs to help Zann’s sensual fingers stroke lightly over her sensitive labia.“Well if you hate your bodies less now,” Zin pointed out, “then you’ll keep on hating them less and less won’t you, until you like them. I wasn’t very keen on mine, or my face, but you all smile at me and cuddle me and so I’ve got used to the idea that I’m okay.”“It’s a lovely body, and face,” I agreed. She smiles more now and that has made her look different,.