The tip of the spike reached just where her clit would be, hidden between the folds of flesh. She approached the spike until the cold metal touched he... intimate skin. I zoomed in with #1, until the shiny tip of the spike filled the screen with her pink flesh as background and a few fiery curls visible at the top. I panned out with #2 and fed both images, side by side on to the screen. Sara toyed with the tip against the converging folds that hid her clitoris, more for her man’s. The kiss was amazing. It felt like a million fireworks were going off inside my heart. I had butterflies and my hole body tingled. When our lips separated, eyes still closed, he whispered something to me. "You have a beautiful laugh." I giggled and he did too. I kissed him again, and started to get a little more intimate. I kissed him harder, and slowly I put my tongue in his mouth. He responded and kissed me back with equal intensity. We kissed and kissed and kissed and kissed. After a while. As I sit there stunned you get out of your chair and walk around behind me and ask if you still want to proceed with the interview knowing what might be required of me. I think about it for a minute and then say yes I want to go forward knowing that this position has a better pay and benefits the sexual aspects are just a bonus. After I say yes you tell me to stand up and face you, when I do you start to unbutton my blouse and tell me that the last part of the interview is to see if I’ll be. “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!Finally, Olivia held Zoe tightly while she spent a few minutes slapping the backs of the sobbing girl’s legs and the creases in between her bottom and thighs.Once satisfied, Olivia Harman released the grip she had on Zoe with her left arm and placed her left hand flat on the Sixth Former’s lower back. She examined the hot and red bottom lying over her knee. She had started to turn her friend’s pale bottom a mixture of shades of red – dark reds.