For weeks now, they had been camping in complete isolation. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Would you like to grab a cup of coffee with me? Her eyes and face showed more evidence of her spanking that her legs did. Like Liked by 1 person. In a magical moment, he had un-snapped my jeans, my zipper was lowered…he tugged my pants down around my upper thighs…followed by my panties. I knew that I was going to submit to the spanking.
For good and added measure my wife reminded us that in the morning session number two would be administered. I was literally sick to my stomach and wanted to throw up. That all changed on day when I was eating lunch at work with my friend Amy. Amy was so right.
My legs kick and yet, Steven will hold me firmly in place while I remain over his lap…and all the while, his hand finds its target. Eamon calmly held her on his lap, and pushed her pants off her backside. Sheila shuddered with the tease and almost painful promise that he would kiss and suckle there. On our our honeymoon…Steven showered my bottom and upper thighs with that dreaded paddle. He marveled as she shuddered and goose flesh appeared with a soft flush that spread up into her cheeks and down onto he chest. I wanted to reach around and caress my ass cheeks, but I knew that this act was prohibited. Steven kissed me…and as I settled into his loving arms, my crying eventually subsided; he took me by the hand and led me into the bedroom.