All her fantasizing about what Sara looked like under her clothes was all that and more. Angie saw that not only were Sara’s nipples nice and pink, ...but sensually small, not much bigger than the size of a dime, and they sat upon perfectly round small firm breasts that were the ideal handful. Sara was most definitely a flawless “A” cup. Angie loved seeing other girls that were so perky and small, they never had to wear a bra. Sara was one of those girls.And Sara’s long legs, Angie noticed, led to. Adam stood there feeling coldand exposed in the room."Alright Adam, I believe you," Mr Wilkes said at last. "This is not a mobbodysuit, they're much more complete and sophisticated than this and theyhave built in voice modifiers. You say that this was all your own work?" Yes, Sir. It took me a while. The voice is all my own." Adam repliedproudly. He might be going down, but at least he could take pride in hiswork."You'd better put that dress back on and sit down whilst we find yousomething more. ?I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t realize the job involved so much! Mr. Grant, I’m desperate. I have a teenage daughter. I’m divorced and my ex is a real bastard that I’m hiding out from. I have no money and I’m really screwed if this job doesn’t work out. Can I please have another chance? Maybe you have something else I can do?? He eyed her speculatively from her pretty little head to her carefully buffed and polished toenails, lingering insolently on her ample breasts and shapely legs. As a. I cuff his wrists to my ankles with his face right in front of my cock. I say you are going to be here like this most of the night. He gets this fucked up look on his face and I cram his mouth on my cock.He Can't help but enjoy it. His cock is as hard as hell. He swallows hungerly. He licks his lip.I let him up after a few hours more. He says it's my turn boy get down on your knees.I grab his riding crop. I swat his balls. He bends at the knees. I swat his balls again. He goes down to the.