He pictured Nancy dropping her suit in front of the other women and walking slowly into the hot tub. He imagined her body, not as young or tight as it... once was, but still beautiful and very curvaceous."Oh, Baby," Bill whispered to himself as he slid his hand up and down his hard-on. "OOhhhh, Nancy Baby, you have such beautiful tits."He put his hand to his mouth and wet his fingers with saliva, then returned it to the action. He let the saliva drip onto the glans of his penis and watched it. In fact after a couple of hours, I'm pretty certain I'mwithin target. And when I hear the familiar sound of a supervisor walking upI'm sure it's for the unusually quiet Candi."Oh Angel..." the supervisor whispers. "Mistress Thorne has noticedsomething and asked me to deal with it."I turn on my chair to face her, her oriental face framed with another razorsharp bob. "Y.. yes Miss?" Miss Myumi," she says with a tight smile. "And you are improperly dressed!" W.. what do you mean Miss?" I ask. And, too tired to bother cooking, I decided to drive to a local Indian restaurant on my way home. It was a place I had previously frequented every week, but a change of jobs had taken me to a different locality. For some reason on this night I thought to revisit after more than a year, even though it meant a circuitous route home that added a couple of miles to the journey.The place had been redecorated since my last visit and now had a minimalist feel. The carpets had been replaced by. The caretaker reached out and stroked her hair several times before taking hold and really getting into the act. He kept muttering about nasty little girls doing naughty things in his museum. The way he phrased them made Kathryn realize that he had a particular fixation on naughty girls and she used that to her advantage. Opening her eyes big and wide she slipped him from her mouth, rubbed him along her cheek and pleaded ‘Please don’t punish me Sir, I promise never to be Naughty again.’ His.