Now it was my turn. Standing behind her, I undid my trousers, letting then fall to the floor along with my underwear. My erect penis, now at its full ...ight inches and thicker than I can ever recall, stood out proud as if a lance; ready to exact more punishment on my willing supplicant. I pulled down the thong and whetted the angry purple head in her copious juices, inserting maybe an inch and a half between her swollen labia; barely entering the vaginal canal but soliciting a primal growl from. He kept his face averted from Mabel as he passed her in the doorway."Close the door," said Mildred in a different kind of voice.He obeyed her, then stood, very still, waiting."Mabel must have enjoyed what you were doing to her in the pantry this afternoon," said Mildred quietly, watching George's face and sliding her fingertip up and down her sexual slit as she spoke.George didn't answer.Mildred walked to her bed, sat down on the edge, still tickling herself. "Spanking Mabel always excites me,. .. I don't understand," he stammered."I don't understand how you could be so arrogant that you'd put every false answer down from my decoy test key without trying to hide things. Did you think I wouldn't be suspicious if you did get a hundred percent after nearly failing every one, you arrogant little shit?"His eyes were wide with realization as he glanced up at me before letting his gaze drop back to the table. "I didn't... I don't... please Mr. Blake." He wanted to deny it but he was trapped. The notion set his brain a'whirl, and his cock on fire, now he was Actually going to do this! He told the recieptionist what he wanted in a low, shakey, red faced voice, looking horribly embarrassed, and she tried to not burst out laughing at this dear little man. Couldnt have been five foot tall if and inch, and Maybe 130 pounds soaking wet. But, he was a paying customer never the less. He told her he wanted it anonymously, not wanting to see the lady doing the blowing, and would gladly pay.