“Casey, come over here and get over my knee!” The only prelude she will get to a bottom roasting spanking. Clad in a tight top, flouncy denim skirt, and tight white thong, she crawls obediently over his knee. Spreading her legs to straddle him, exposing herself for the heavy swats that will cover every inch of her impossibly toned round little tush. Bouncing under every spank, she moans, writhing in pain. The tempo builds as does the heat rising from her punished flesh. Grinding forward as volleys of heavy swats flatten her cheeks, rising moans consummate in a warm explosion. The pathetic moan... Show more