I glanced up and saw April smiling and watching me pleasure her. I returned my focus to her pussy and moved my mouth so that I could suck and lick her...clit. I explored and discovered what had to be the source of her problem! She had a very small clitoris and it was covered by plump folds in a way I’d never encountered before.I lifted my head and looked up at April, “Have you ever had an orgasm at all?”She bit her lower lip and shook her head. That didn’t really surprise me given what I’d found.. I circled the base of my cock with my thumb andforefinger and started to very softly and gently masturbate, with long,slow strokes, all the way from the base to the tip and back. I moanedsoftly and tugged gently on my balls with my other hand as I jerked off,standing there in the lobby. I imagined my colleagues walking into thelobby and standing watching me as I stroked my cock. After a few minutes I walked through to the office of a younger guy I workwith. I really think he is hot, a young. He can't believe that I was about to get out of the limo in just my new lacy lingerie and my heels. I laugh at him as we pull off from the curb.I crawl across to him straddling his lap and kissing his neck and face. He is concerned about the driver seeing us and I tell him that is what I want. I capture his lips with mine and I can feel him getting hard in his pants. His big hands roam up and down my back as I push my tits into his chest, feeling my nipples getting hard again. He starts kissing. Over the years, he had regressed to becoming Brittany Ann, an eight-year-old. She loved stories. She loved cartoons. And, on occasion, sheliked being in diapers. He liked nursing from Amelia. And if she soiledher nappies, well, sometimes Mommy had to punish.Other Mistresses never got it, either, what with their adult submissivesand sissies. They all wanted their houses clean and their clothesironed. Brittany Ann couldn't do any of that. It was all she could do tonot suck her thumb. But she was.