Whether you were a potential pin-up girl or nothowever, the cardinal rule for anyone who wanted to workfor Mrs Simmons was that you had to play along ...ith her‘Barbie Girl’ delusions. And so in my naivety, thinkingthat it was nothing more than a harmless role-playingfantasy, on the day of my interview I dolled myself upwith bright pink blusher, lipstick and nail varnish, woremy skimpiest and sexiest white T shirt, pink mini-skirt andstrappy white stilettos. And from the moment that I parkedmy. Anna wanted me to show me her kitchen garden and called me inside. While walking towards the kitchen, she suddenly stepped back to keep the coffee cup, and my reflexes were not good enough to stop walking; and I bumped into her from behind pressing my already hard cock on that beautiful ass. It was a bad scene, since I had pressed with intense pressure and I was sure that she felt the hard rock playing down there.She showed me her garden and was bending down to explain the plants there; showing. It was the speech that Carla had recorded, with the word “You” replaced with the word “I”. Carla looked into Faye's eyes and saw complete submission. Her pussy started to swell and she felt an orgasm coming quickly. Carla jumped onto Faye's chair and quickly lowered her ass onto Faye's lips.“Lick my asshole.” Carla whispered, testing to see if Faye would respond to even the weakest command. Faye complied. Carla came and came and came. Her legs shook so hard two guy had to rush over to make sure. Be careful though because it's easy for it to slide off then."There was a knock at the door and a quick "Hang up and lie back" before the door started to open slowly and I hung up the phone. I kept my eyes glued on the door as I heard it close. I was under the sheets, but I folded my arms up underneath my head to lean on.I heard her moving around in the bathroom for several minutes before I heard the door close. She came around the corner from the bathroom in nothing but high heels, sheer.