Jessa stepped out of her car and the only part of her that matched his earlier appraisal was that she was tall. In heels, nearly 6’1′ and you had ...to take notice of her. She had long blonde hair accompanied by a gorgeous bustline, smooth, sleek legs and wore a skirt that was almost scandalous, it was that short. She hugged her mother and then Martin, finally turning her attention to a flabbergasted Richard. ‘Not quite the scrawny beanpole you last saw 4 years ago, right Richie?’ Jessa smiled at. ..just to set a slow and comfortable mood. I closed my eyes and thought about my wife, picturing in my mind what might be going through hers right now. I pictured her standing in front of our mirror adjusting and getting to know her new lady cock. My cock swelled as I thought. I pictured her stroking "herself" while watching in the mirror. My cock swelled until the tip was above the bath water. A droplet of clear liquid began to form on my pee hole. It had been nearly an hour and my cock was. When he gets down to my hips, he tells me to take a wider stance, so I step my legs out so they wider than hip length apart. He pats my ass a few times and stands beside me with his hand still on my upper hip. “Go ahead,” he tells the guy and I hear the guy sigh with happiness as he approaches me. He begins painting my ass cheeks with the cake and patting it lightly, apparently a bit inexperienced, or perhaps shy, I wonder. Then I feel a warm soft sensation on my asshole as he begins “frosting”. It went on to explain that the center was also government sanctioned and approved etc. The document pretty well explained it all. I now knew without exception that I was going to get my bare bottom smacked hard almost every day during my stay at this center. What I could not understand was the reference to sexual correction, and the reason for four rooms seemed strange perhaps they were storage rooms.For the first time I was worried this place was different and only six girls in.