“One.”Again my hand landed squarely on her ass, only harder this time. Jess screamed at the pain.“Two,” Mitchell counted.By the time that we r...ached five, Mitchell looked worried as his mother began to sob. At ten, I slowly rubbed her very red ass cheeks and looked at Mitchell.“Do you see the result of your actions, young man?” I asked.Mitchell was now crying. Not as much as Jess, but they were both in tears and Mitchell pleaded with me to stop.“No, young man, I have decided that twenty-three. She lookedherself over again and noticed that she may have to make anotherappointment soon to have her hair done. She thought she'd ask mom aboutit while he was down here. She touched up her makeup a little beforefeeling satisfied with how she looked this morning and turned out of theroom to go get them and leave.-------------------------------------------------------------------------Year 1 A.S. Day 91Dr. Waverly took her right away. Mom and Amelia came in with her andafter having her remove. Running was more than a sport to her, her entire life revolved around it. As a result, her social life was lacking. Jenny was gorgeous, with long dark brown hair, fair skin and big bright blue eyes. She was 5'7 and had surprisingly large tits for an athlete, 36D. Her ass and legs were perfectly sculpted, a result of hours of physical training. Just to look at her was enough to harden any guy's cock, so why did she never seem to have a man? There was one man who was consistent in her life, her. She blew warm air into his hair as he was buried in her cleavage, nuzzling the top of his head affectionately.He grunted and complained, trying to slip out of her grasp and escape down her body towards where he assumed the foot of the bed to be, but she just hugged him tighter. Apparently, she had figured out that if she trapped him for long enough, he would eventually exhaust himself and stay still. She wasn’t wrong, and after a minute he relented, letting her manhandle him.Osha was annoying,.