Roma enjoyed watching her walk. She had a nice ass that she wiggled. It was making him horny. It didn’t take much to make Mr. Roma horny. Just t...e sight of a woman dressed in nice clothes made his dick hard. Mr. Roma was used to ladies pleasing him. Even his old secretary Agatha, blew him when he needed his dick sucked. She was an old bag but always lifted her skirt up for a little afternoon nookie. Agatha was a good lay, but she was older than he was used to. Mr. Roma liked the young. The more we talked the more personal it became and then he started complimenting me. “You have such a pretty face!” he said to me. “A lot of guys tell me that but some don’t like the freckles!” I replied. “The freckles make you even prettier!” he replied. “Thanks!” I replied as I grabbed the remote control to the tv and began flipping through the channels trying not to be nervous. “You like black guys?” he asked. “Would I asked you back here if I didn’t?” I said to him smiling. “I would love to. It was an unforgettable sight, delightfully feminine and rotund buttocks encased in pink, lace-trimmed panties, smooth and plump bare white thighs, full shapely legs in sheer black nylons and the toes of pretty black sandals touching the floor. Snickers, titters and giggles from the onlookers only served to make the ordeal worse for the blushing and miserable young woman."Now, girls, I trust I have the authority to remove the final barrier to a truly effective spanking!!" Frank spoke in a. The tank top and cardigan almost hid her erect nipples, almost. She made her way to her Daddy. In the elevator she thought of her Daddy, sitting in his chair behind his desk in his suit. This would be fun. Getting off on the sixth floor she walked down the hall, stopping only when Amanda called her name. “Sophie dear, how are you?” she asked, clearly excited to see her. Amanda was a close friend of the family and had practically watched Sophie grow up. “Getting ready for college I bet, those.