I couldn't talk or use myhands. She grinned nastily down at me. I went cold inside. How farwas this going to go? Mara sat back down beside me and ...atted my cheek."You really have to learn to be a good little girl, Brenda," she said,no longer sounding like she would boil over. "Or Mommy will have topunish. Mommy doesn't want to be mean. Mommy wants to be nice." Shereached up under the front of the dress and her fingers found mynipples, which she immediately began to tease. I'm highly. She took a long breath to calm herself before she answered, "That monster put his hand up under my skirt!" She wore an off-white leather skirt that was one of the longest skirts I allowed her to purchase, since it was tight enough to show off her curves and still revealed her attractive legs - just touching the tops of her knees. Mother suddenly hide her face in both her hands and sobbed loudly in humiliation.My next question quickly stopped her sobs, "Did he put his hand beneath your panties. They had not had sex yet but she loved it when he watched her dress, undress, and use the bathroom to pee, shower, and shave her pussy.Jake was a handsome man about her age. He brought her flowers and chocolates. She had to smile but knew that the cut roses would most likely be dead when she was brought home on Sunday quite late.He held her door like a gentleman so she let him look up her skirt as she got in. He smiled as he drove and soon his hand was on her leg slowly creeping up to her. "I just have to say that I have a very strong excuse, and I do hope you will forgive me" What might that be?" My problem is that... I just can't get my eyes off you even during the day," Matt raised his eyes to look into hers, "You are so insanely hot."He paused, and she was still around, so he went on, "I had figured out you were doing these sessions sometimes in the evenings, and I have been watching you for months now. As you know, I often stay in the office until late evening. But recently,.