You must be wearing d-cup bras.”Jane didn’t know what to say.“And your long hair makes you look so feminine. You’re very desirable.”He winke...d at her.“If I’m not careful you’ll be married off in no time!”They went back to work and Mr Johnson didn’t mention her looks again that night. The next morning he was already there when she arrived at work. She brought in his post and he told her to turn around.“I love how that skirt clings to your ass. Very sexy. Thank you, Johnson.”The next day Mrs. I couldn't believe how hot she looked. Her eyes shut and her head tilted back, you could see it was for show. She was loving every moment. She opens her eyes long enough to lock contact with me and give me a grin and calls me over. I walk round behind her, grab her under the arms and lift her up, pushing her bent over leaning inbetween the two lads. They adjust quickly and get back to playing with her tits, their hands have now started to go on more of an adventure, feeling rough her smooth. ‘I know what you’re about me duck. I remember only too well how you feel’. She reached down the tawse and placed it in my hands. I stroked the smooth, stiff, fine-grained leather sensuously. Someday, I knew, I should put it in the hands of my Pasha. ‘Mrs. Abbott’, she volunteered, ‘but you just call me Ada.’ As we drunk our tea, Ada told me that she came from Ilkeston, and that she had just gone into service there when the Boer War broke out. She knew that she was different from the other. I pulled away and she kept squirting all over herself and all over me. "Im gonna fill you up now!!" I screamed. I took her to her bedroom and she bent over the bed as I stuck it in her soaking wet pussy. She groaned as every inch went in. I fucked her, varying the pace from slow to fast to medium, and she seemed to like it. She kept moaning and screaming as her juices flowed down her leg onto the bed. "Fuck me! Make me come baby, OH Josh fuck me with your young bbc baby!!!" She kept screaming..