She had been caned once before and hated the six strokes she got, but had discovered the spanking parties and that she loved caning others, and since ...atching Miss Hargreaves there, she had happily earned several punishments knowing she was going to be caning Miss Hargreaves each time. So, being faced now with twelve strokes she was really worried. She was quite happy giving Miss Hargreaves six strokes or, like today, even happier that she would be giving her twelve strokes, but now that seemed. As it does this, her anus twitches and then relaxes. "You have a very beautiful pussy. I like to look at it" I say as I lean in for a closer look. As I get close, I inhale deeply and enjoy the musky scent of her love juice. "You smell very clean and good. It turns me on to smell your pussy. Do you like me smelling your pussy" I ask."Yes Master, I do" she says."I need to make sure your insides are clean as well. I want you to put the index finger of each hand in your pussy and pull it. Her blonde ponytail whipped around as she turned and skipped away.Jenny's stomach knotted. As good as she had felt just moments before, that's how bad she felt now. Tiffany knows something. I bet she got the job. I worked so hard and-- It's all that time she spent with Mr. Johnson. Somehow he helped her. Damn! Damn! Damn! It's not fair. Jenny crossed her arms and stamped her foot.Mr. Johnson stared at the papers on his desk. There were two sets of rolled up architectural plans sitting atop. ‘Mmmm, Baby, you are wonderful,’ you say. ‘Thank you,’ I reply with a smile. ‘It’s all for you. Just lay back and enjoy.’ I begin my massage at your heel, pressing my fingertips into your arch and carefully stretching and rolling each toe. My hands embrace your foot, run over it, surround it with warmth. You lay with a look of pure contentment on your face. I raise your foot to my lips and take your big toe into my mouth, sucking it, licking it as I might your cock, tasting the salty clean of.