Patrick did put his hands on Dee but not the way she wanted. He placed his hands on her shoulders and turned her body to face the door. He then reac...ed around her and opened the door for her."Why don't you go home, take a nap or a long bath, and relax. I will pick you up at five-thirty. You may want to eat something because it's lite hors-d’oeuvres only at the ceremony," Patrick told her as he ushered her out of his office. "It's semi-formal attire so look nice."Before Dee knew what was. Kelly let a delightful shriek ring out of her mouth; her pussy became wet to the touch. Her master continued spanking her. SPANK. SPANK. SPANK. Kelly struggled to get free; the delightful and yet naughty sensation rang throughout the whole of her pussy.Then came the cock sucking. Her master hesitated a long while between the spanking and the blowjob, and the slave howled in her anticipation. “Good girl,” he cooed.He let the tip of his penis touch her lips, “open,” he commanded. She opened her. It was only my imagination. I smiled, suddenly knowing that my hair was supposed to be this way. As I looked at myself in the mirror, my reflection seemed to blur right in front of my eyes. I grabbed my chest, feeling it pushing out, I gasped, completely shocked. This couldn't be happening. At the same time, I could feel my waist thinning, which was also visible into he mirror. I couldn't believe this, but for some reason, I didn't feel quite as shocked about it as I should. I felt my. She had been my all-time crush at the school. I’d never miss a class of hers and she unknowingly made sure she kept my dick excited all the time. That great bust and an amazing swing of her ass in that saree was a killer thing for all guys in the school. She was a head turner with all those curves and a fairy white skin. All those thoughts motivated me and I parked my car on the roadside and went towards her. She had not noticed me and I stood near her waiting for to turn and look at me. And it.