Her round ripe little bottom flares out from her shapely hips, begging for a firm spanking. For years she has teased and hinted, sated by the occasional swat, tempting with every jiggling step. Confessing a need for a spanking at long last, she will find herself over his knee. A black cotton leotard and skin tight pink mini skirt hug her every curve. The majestic peeks of her peachy globes ache for the application of his firm hand. Steady swats beat a rhythm on her bouncing bottom, caressing as she giggles, harder swats find their way to her sit spots, vibrating between her legs. At long last,... Show more