I finish up with a "tax officer" who looks like he hasn't started shaving yet! Ahmed was polite and bloody useless so I yelled at him till he finally ...sent for his supervisor. Mr Cameron at last got to the root of my problem."I'm so sorry Ms Carson but it appears that the National Insurance number on your tax docket doesn't match the number entered in your computer file. One of our staff has made an error entering it!" Then I don't owe you any back taxes?" No!" And you've been taking too much. She held the device connected to my asshole and told me to bear down, to relax, et cetera, while she watched the numbers on the screen. Then she had me try a few different things related to my condition. She said what she saw was promising and that she thought it was very likely we could improve my ability to eliminate waste.While the electrodes were still attached to my bare ass, she started talking about exercise. This hot doctor was acting out some of the exercises that she was describing. " I won't tell anybody you told me."“Well,” he said, as if reluctant. But I knew him. He’d want to boast. Then he proved me correct. “Okay, but no telling.” After Betty nodded, he declared, “Isabel. She not only lets me feel her up but we've done it several times." Oh sure, but she's the town bicycle. All you guys have done her. Who else?" Well, I got my hand into Glenda's slacks once and touched her pussy. She wasn't too happy about it." I've seen you at the movies with Linda. What about her?". A bomb shell of our locality with 36c- 28 – 35 stats who everyone used to ogle. I am sure many jerked off thinking about fucking her. The best part about her is the smile which she carries and black long hair almost bowing down to her bubble bums. Being a bengali she always used to be in sari. Nevertheless to say how it used to emphasize on her mounts, the curves of her belly and protruding ass. Even though she used to dress appropriately, the sensuality it carried was beyond words.Being a.