I kicked and wriggled trying to dislodge his aim, for my flanks were becoming intolerably sore. One stocking came loose of its moorings and travelled the length of first thigh, and then calf.
Still the spanking went on.
I sweated with the fire of it, the burn in my arse and the heat in my psyche. That made certain parts even more likely to burst free, with the result that I gave up and took the damn thing off. Eddy saw it as a signal and removed my knickers. I was but for a suspender belt and single stocking, naked.
Finally his own hand numbed and unable to continue, Eddy ceased. I just stayed there, beat. My butt stung deliciously, and my crotch swam in its own milk of f****d seduction. Those guys, instead of taking advantage, filed past and posted their appreciation in the crack of my
