I raise the stakes day by day. I simply can't escape from this fascination for her fanny.Jennifer takes all her - in fact only a few - clothes off, at...my request for next session.I discover the best way to get her high across my lap by mixing my slaps with kisses.Jennifer loves our little ritual of a double dozen slaps at her bell bottom and my caresses.I try to take the pain away from her bottom and let a finger slide down between her bums.Jennifer loves especially this little in-between, I. There in the privacy of my cubicle, I investigated that "personal" folder Allan was so concerned about. There were dozens and dozens of image files and a number of movie files. I quickly browsed through the image files with an image viewer, and discovered they were of Allan's wife Anna .. but NOT the kind of images you'd consider "safe for work!" Image after image were of her in revealing sexy outfits and provocative poses .. and even more blatantly sexual situations: her being penetrated. She let his hands roam over her body. Over her hips and stomach then quickly across her swollen tits. He leaned down and kissed her salty sweat filled neck.Katie breathed heavily as Fred felt her tits heaving as he took them both in his hands. Her nipples pressed hard against the fabric of her dress as she teased them slightly with his fingertips. She let out a soft moan and ground her ass harder into his crotch. She was completely lost in the moment.Fred looked over the front of her body as. ”“Well, Rose, be assured that I shall look after Emily if ever the need will arise. Does this placate your worries?”“Yes, it does. Thank you for your kindness.”“Now, Rose, let’s stop this. You know damn well that you mean a lot to me. And how much I appreciate you as a woman you should know as well,” he added with a grin.“I’ll put Emily to bed now,” she responded. “Say Good Night to the Captain, Emily. Yes, you may keep the doll.”“Good night, Sir,” the child chirped and followed her mother.