Spank Me Hard! … Please?

I giggled as a vision of the stern Mrs. Cleanknockers on her knees with a mouthful of cock flashed across my synapses. My mirth quickly changed to gasps as Mr. Steedstiff snapped his heavy palm upon my chubby nates. The spanking was hard and fast, but much too short to slake my ardor. When he finished and was fondling my warm flesh, I tried to entice his fingers lower into my creamy strawberry by waggling my ripe peach. “That, dear Ruby, is reserved for girls who excel academically. Punishment or pleasure will always be your choice through your due diligence.”

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