Don’t stop.. I can’t tolerate. Please fuck me.” This made me still more horny. But I didn’t fuck even then. I slowly opened each button of her...tight shirt and kissed part by part.I opened her shirt and when she got up to remove her hands.. She hugged me tight and was sucking my nipples. I then removed her jockey bra on which I saw the size tag and started to play with her boobs. She forcefully put my head on her left boob and told, “Please tear my boob.. I can’t bear. I want to cum. Please bite. Shall we be going?” She took my proffered arm. When we opened the front door we were suddenly surrounded by security of one sort, or another. The car that MI6 sent was another Bentley. It was quite comfortable.Jessica looked me over and nodded very seriously. “If I may say so, Lord Wellington, you look very dapper this evening.” The irony in her smile caused me to think she was having me off, so rather than give her something to laugh about behind my back I nodded my thanks, but said nothing.As. He moaned and said, “Meri pyari beti se aacha koi lund choos hi nahi sakta.” I kept on sucking his dickhead.Suddenly, the doorbell started ringing and I got scared. Dad wore his trouser and I adjusted my clothes and sat there. Dad opened the door and I could hear him talking to some guy. I could not hear the conversation but I heard my name in between the conversation. They both came into the room and dad asked the man to sit next to me. He looked like he was in his 40’s.Dad said to the guy,. Just punishment to fit the crime. That inevitably meant a trip across her lap to have my bare bottom seriously warmed. “”Answer me Matthew. You have already earned yourself extras for being so slow to reply.” I was deflated. I had fully intended giving quick answers, like Zofia demanded, but I so often became tongue tied when being scolded. “I’m sorry Zofia.” “You’ve said that already Matthew. You have just earned the strap.” I looked up quickly. She hit so hard with the strap. I.