To pass the time, he checked Facebook on his phone while making idle conversation with Harold—a life-long tenant with a sailor’s disposition, and ...he only other early bird doing washing.To his surprise, Clare descended the stairs into the laundromat, struggling to carry two baskets. He’d never seen her here before; their brief encounters were strictly a weekday affair.“Here, let me help,” he said, taking a basket from her. She was barefoot and wore a t-shirt and shorts.“Thanks. My mum’s machine. The smell of her pussy was awesome, it was the most beautiful smell I have ever experienced in my life.She was moaning loudly with pleasure and she pulled my hair very hard. At that moment I realized that she is in a beautiful place of pleasure... She crossed her legs around my neck and squeezed my head to her pussy. At that moment I pushed my middle finger through her wet slippery pussy very hard, along with licking her clitoris by spiting my mouth juice on them. I continued fingering her. ?Now dear, you're almost Daddy's good little girl again, just one more spankingto go.? He smiled at me in the mirror. I hid my face in his chest, knowinghe meant to spank my pussy, and knowing how wet it was and that he'd see. Istarted to cry, I couldn't help it. I sobbed as he led me back to the chair,sat down and took me into his lap again. I sobbed and cried, but didn't resist as he positioned me for my final spanking.We were in the big stuffed chair, and he had me lean back over the arm,. Of course, there were a lot of places Stateside that would still do it -- if you were very rich. Likewise, there were places, underground shops, where you could get it done as well -- if you wanted to risk having your body badly damaged. It was the same with all sexual services (like birth control, abortion and sexual education for teens), thanks again, to the CCCP.Trisha hadn't changed her looks -- much. She'd gotten a sexual enhancement package, which included a fair number of internal and.