She was not wearing a bra. I wanted to reach out and touch them. My cock grew so hard, I thought I'd blow another wad right now. I went back to Meg...n, stroking my meat and looking at her pantied partially uncovered pussy. I got a little closer and brave. I put my cock head on her pussy. I slowly rubbed it up and down a few times. My pre-cum oozing out to make it slick. Fuck man, I can't hold it anymore. I start cumming all over her hot little bald pussy. I let out a moan and stream. It was like a dream for me. As I had failed in so many interviews before due to the break I have taken. But anyways luckily I got that opportunity.I told Karan about the same. He was not happy as we were about to lose our free time which we used to get. But he accepted it. I bought some formal clothes like a collared shirt and trousers over the weekend as I was unaware of the dress code. Finally, that day came.It was a Monday of March. It was very hot outside. I got ready in the early morning,. As Carla sat in front of Dr. Swanson, he noticed her beautiful wavy hair, her full lips, and her long, silky tanned legs barely hidden by her mini skirt. He wondered if she were wearing any underwear under that skirt, and a smile came to his face as a slight bulge started appearing in his pants. He asked her if she would like to meet him later that evening to start her tutoring, and she agreed to meet him at his house after dinner.Carla arrived at Dr. Swanson’s house dressed in jeans and a. "There are two main jobs of a slave. Do you know what they are?" Constance asked, as she unlocked the cage.She shook her head no, as she crawled out."To give pleasure, and to take pain."Now, say it to me." To give..." No!" she cried, lashing out with her crop.The slave winced at the red mark on her right arm."This is about you. Your answer should start, 'My main jobs as a slave..." My main job as a slave, is to give pleasure and to take pain." Very good."During this session, I will teach you.