."She clapped her hands loudly, twice. A short girl, perhaps in her mid 20's entered the room from the hall. She was a mousy little thing, stripped na...ed for all the world to see. She stood maybe 5' tall with straight, shoulder length chestnut hair, thick rimmed glasses, ample yet perky tits, a cute little mouth and enough chubby to have a curvaceous frame. She looked at the floor as soon as she caught my eye. "This is Hannah." Mistress Ana said, matter of factly. "She came last night with her. I was just confused. They were spanking me. Tying me up. They were all trying to trick me. If they had a pretty guy, someone with a gorgeous, delicate face, a slim body and girlish hips. That was my type of guy. Not someone ruggedly handsome like Clint, with his muscles and body hair and hands rough from work.He was too manly for me.I wasn't gay.Zoey made me lick her pussy when she and Stefani came back from work. Then I ate Stefani's snatch, staring at the daffodil she had tattooed on her. "Come in!" a woman's voice said. I opened the door announcing who I was again. "Just put the pizzas on the counter please," the voice said from a back room. I sat the pizzas down on the counter and waited to get paid. Then I heard footsteps on the wood floor and around the corner came the source of the voice - Mrs. Parkinson. Mrs Parkinson was a beautiful 30 year old woman but she had the face and body of someone much younger. At five-foot, six inches tall and 125 lbs, she was quite a looker. I'd stare at the perfect shape of her ass, firm yet soft and plump. The perfect white of her thigh resting on me was the most beautiful sight I'd ever beheld, indeed, that anyone could ever behold in a situation like mine. She has a little mole right on the underside of her right thigh. She lay on me, her head under my chin. I was in heaven. Right then she awoke at my gentle caress and blushed a little and gave me a girlish smile. Part IIICarol moved up onto me and sat on my face. As she leaned.