Bryce had been initially reluctant to be too vigorous with the paddling. But as he got his second wind and the spanking paddle in his hand, his courage was renewed. He was resolved to give Roslyn and her audience the show of a lifetime. The was wearing a skirt, so it was easy to raise the garment above her waist and out of the way.
“No,” she shrieked, once she realized what he was doing. She tried her damnedest to wriggle away.
“Don’t even think about it,” Bryce cautioned her.
And her bottom was quickly bare for a dozen pairs of gaping eyes. Her soft fleshy mounds fairly gleamed. The hand spanking had only raised the faintest pink blush, and that was quickly fading. It was Bryce’s intention to change all that, with the spanker giving her jiggling ass cheeks a crimson glow.
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