May be after few days may I call it my lucky day I was looking at this lady she is so good with salwar suit, fair and nice shapes not sure and I not g...ing to tell her sizes etc as I do not know, she was doing the same thing. I was doing and being in India I did not even have courage to go straight to her and talk.I know guys most of us do not have that courage to approach the lady even she is sending signals we are scared I was the same, but I was going day after day every day and we both look. Earn your wages.’ Scowling and playing with his pencil moustache, the chief reporter looked at the story in his hand about the new Chief Postmaster predicting the demise of mail trains. Mr Spencer realized he was holding that day’s lead story providing nothing of greater moment turned up. ‘How did that insolent young jerk manage to screw something like this out of a senior civil servant like a Chief Postmaster who traditionally are as tight-lipped as the Queen’s portrait on a postage stamp,’ he. I stood shocked. I didn’t know what to do, but my instincts had already started kissing back, and I realized I was rubbing her shoulder. Her hands moved to my ass. ‘I’ve wanted this for a while,’ she said. I couldn’t respond as she started kissing down my chin. She quickly went to my nipple and sucked it into her mouth. I felt her bite down gently. It sent a jolt through my body, and I realized I was in heaven. Her hand went down to my pussy. She rubbed me for a second, and then took her. And she had me cum. My wonderful chummy mummy had me cum. Once I calmed down a bit, though still sobbing, and my bottom was really stinging, Sharon said quietly, “I hope you liked that Ruth?” “Oh, yes, Sharon. Thank you so much,” I replied between sobs. “Just an interlude though,” Sharon said. “Another two hundred spanks to come. Now.” I felt the hairbrush tapped on my bottom again. I was about to beg when the first spank hit home, and then she kept spanking me giving me on the same spot she.