Hardcore Spanking Fetish!
Hardcore spanking isn’t something I think I’ve talked much about, is it?
I come home dressed in a short mini skirt. You’re sitting on the couch. You smile when you see me. You can’t help but notice how incredibly hot I look with my high heels really making my sexy legs look so long. I return your smile.
“I have a present for you,” I tell you and it’s hard for me to hide the excitement in my voice.
You raise an eyebrow and look up at me curiously. I’m not holding a box and I don’t have a bow wrapped around my neck. I turn around for you and slowly sway my hips from side to side, shaking my ass for you. I reach down and lift up the back of my skirt. You like the cute pink thong I’m wearing, but that’s not what catches your eye the most.
Big red handprints are on both my cheeks as well as some bruises and other red marks.
You run your hands over my tight, round ass. You can still feel the heat coming off my bare skin.
“What happened, baby?” You ask with a hint of some concern in your voice, your hands unable to leave my marked-up ass.
“That’s what your present is babe. I can see your hard-on. Don’t try to hide it from me. I want to tell you the story of how I got all these red marks on me while you stroke yourself.”
You stare, transfixed, at my red marks while I speak. While I tell you the story of my hardcore spanking you can’t help but touch yourself.
“I went to my friend’s house tonight…” I begin with a lust filled twinkle in my eye…..
