It was pressed hard against herflat belly. As she kneeled there, her red belly botton ring shone. Overher large but flat chest, the A cup breast she h...ad, she wore a push uppadded black bra. Her Face was smooth and pale with foundation, that hidthe signs of her being in her late 40s and not her late teens, like shethough, acted and the world saw. Her eyes had brown shadow on the lidesand were lined with black liquid linner, her long fake lashes had lots ofmascara on them making them stick. By then I was crying and sobbing and trying to get my breath, She let me lay there a long time until I had gotten control of myself. I was still crying just not as hard. She told me my spanking was nearly over but she was going to give me ten more swats extra hard just so I did not forget this spanking for a long time. This made me whimper around the panties. But Mommy told me ?after your spanking you are going to have to stand in the corner until you stop crying, but when you do Mommy will let. I saw her for the first time in person, she looked super-hot though she was a little short in height. Her figure was about 34-28-34.I kept looking at her and she had to get me back to my senses. We greeted each other and started driving towards the destination. On the way, we were chatting and getting to know each other better.She used to live with her family in Bangalore. I did not have any intention of doing anything but definitely looked forward to a great friendship. We reached the café. Abandoned on the floor where your feet once rested, I call to you, ‘What are you doing?’ You turn slowly, allowing me to observe the commanding sexuality of your half-clad body. The dark high heels prop your well-toned legs, molding your strong round calf muscles, perching your body into a position of erotic power. The tiny black skirt tightly hugs your hips and your bottom, highlighting your soft feminine form yet hiding your dark womanly mystery from sight, but not from imagination. The long.