What was more concerning was the fact that Trapped and our management assistant where the same person.I leaned into the wall and tried to regain my br...eath.What did I do?I loved Trapped but really disliked out management assistance.But then I remembered. She became obnoxious shortly before I met Trapped online. Was that her way of trying to prevent me from making the connection. Had she always been after me as her Master. I would need to find out. Later.Now I had some other plans.I quickly left. Jessica's bottom responded by raising up to meet the blows as if that part of her body was separate from Jessica's head.Amy noticed this so she sped up the blows peppering Jessica's thighs, crease and bottom over and over. It took 15 strikes to each part of Jessica's punished areas before she cried out "OWWW!". Amy only had ten more strokes to go with the paddle. Jessica steeled herself as her bottom throbbed with pain. She waited for her mom to rain down the last ten smacks in her crease. “Hell, that’s where we’re headed.” Ron said. “Hop in the back.” He disappeared from the passenger window and a moment later I heard the back door open. He looked a little surprised to see me laying there on my belly in just those short gym trunks but he climbed in and slammed the door shut and sat to one side with his back against the wall.We all introduced ourselves and it was apparent that he spoke very little English, so we proceeded on our way. I had time to check him out, now, and I liked. Later it was time for some tongue play. I slide my tongue inside her mouth.Finally, our tongues met and we’re greeting each other with the juices of saliva. Now it’s time to remember the song. ‘Suhagraat hain gunghat utha raha hoon main.” I then removed her saree pallu exposing her dark brown blouse. I kissed just above the first blouse button. She was almost shivering now.I told her to relax. Then I pressed then beautiful breasts for the first time over the blouse. Her body measurements were.