“She's sexy.”“She is,” moaned Kyra. “But I was thinking about her nurse, Deana. She, uh, made a pass at me once and it was so flattering. I ...igure, why not choose someone who's always gay.”“So true,” I said, my dick throbbing. “You know what, get your purse.”“Okay,” she said, swiveling around and grabbing her purse from her desk drawer. “Where are we going?”“Why, to see our doctor and her sexy nurse,” I declared. “I think Nurse Deana is perfect to be your slave.”“You're right,” she said.“And,. Back and forth he moved from cheek to cheek until her ass was bright pink all over, and she was whimpering loudly.“Bad. Girls. Need. Punishing,” he said between hard spanks of his hand. Tears welled up in Kyra’s eyes again, this time out of pain. Each smack made her juices trickle down her thighs a little bit more. Her cunt hadn’t even been touched by him, yet she was aching for an orgasm. She needed his hand in other places, and she arched her back, sticking her ass as high in the air as she. It didn’t take much to convince Gautam. After all she hadn’t seen her mother for a few months and wanted to visit her mother’s home for a few weeks. It would be nice for the baby too. Gautam had no other choice but to agree, but he wanted to drop them home himself.Back in the flight, Kiran was deeply in thought of the last few days. In thought of Mr. Reddy, the wonderful time she had spent with her. The cheap thrill which they had the previous day, and it seemed impossible for her of not. There is nothing wrong with that. But it was not what I was looking for at that time. Just regular what we in the D/'s term vanilla sex (non-kinky). As the days went by She still tried to contact me. So I had and idea, after she continued trying to contact me to meet me for several weeks. I messaged her. I said I will meet you. But only under one condition. Yet she shouted, that's fine where do you want to meet. I told her first I want you to put on a skirt. I asked her do you have one. She.