With my back towards him, I deliberately dropped my lighter down; I was close to his face, as I bent down to pick it up my mini raised up further, as ...y ass stared straight on his face; I love his gesture as he could not resist planting small kisses all over my ass, buttocks, hips and my asshole. In fact, he started tonguing my ass hole right up to the vaginal pussy area.Before he could reach for me again, I pushed the copy of the final one page stamped document of the final portfolio agreement. I was then sat in a chair in front of the vanity mirrorand they both began working in my hair. One on either side of me, theystarted."Oh she's got such fine baby hair and the ribbons match the dress.She's going to be such a cute little baby girl for Beth to play with,"Carol teased.They worked quickly and platted the ribbons into the long ponytails onboth sides of my head with sufficient ribbon to end the ponytails withbows. I didn't know how I would ever get them out myself. My bangswere. Walt and Marcia, Claire, and, of course, Grace herself, putteringabout busily, trying to make everyone comfortable. It brought to mindthose old photographs of Yalta, where Stalin, Roosevelt, and Churchillposed with forced congeniality for the camera, the most unlikely andunnatural of allies, each of them knowing full well that theircooperation was only temporary. That the moment the immediate goal wasmet they'd fall back to being perpetual enemies."More lemon bars anyone?" Grace asked, offering. It was painful to have a powerful clamp squeezing the most sensitive nerve-laden part of her body and Usha reacted. She wiggled her hips and began to whimper and moan. ?Oh please, Sir?. please take it off?? Trubshaw leaned in close and said, ?You stand perfectly still, your ladyship or I’ll make you wish you were dead - you understand?? Usha blinked her eyes rapidly and said, ?Yes, Sir?. ?NOT SIR, you stupid wog. I’m not an officer. You call me Mister. You understand?? ?Yes, Mister,? Usha.