Sunday morning, Michael runs his hands on sansa's bottom that is bare and quite easily positioned on his knees. She was over his knees for a otk s******g. He caressed her trembling cheeks and squeezed them one after the other. "ready baby" "yes daddy" She said softly. “You’re a good girl,” he said, and gave her a mild swat. It was loud, despite only imparting a slight sting, and she jumped with surprise. He swatted her other cheek with the same force "but you have a tendency to be very naughty and so this type of reminders are necessary for you to have a peaceful life baby doll" She shuddered. Cool air fanned her bare buttocks even as her face flamed. His hand returned to her bottom, and he rubbed each clenching cheek gently in circles. "I love you that is why I need to do this h

