#SatSpanks On The Beach
She looked down the beach, clearly looking for other people, and I took the opportunity to tug her over my knee. I flipped her jogging skirt up and pulled her panties down before she had time to react and fight me. The breeze off the ocean raised small bumps on her skin.
“Twenty strokes, Aubrey. Count.”
Without warning, a warm-up or a moment’s pause, I brought my bare hand down onto her ass. The sting on my palm sent power radiating up into my spine. I cherished these moments when she so willingly gave herself over to my care.