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Their spankings continued, shut away from the world in their beautiful home, Charlotte took her turn over the landing rail.
In the half light of the corridor in the atmospheric Victorian home they lived in, smacks and sexy little yelps filled the air.
They were lost in their dreamy world of spanking lust, nothing else mattered right then. The only thing that did, was the artistry and magic of a sexual spanking. Charlotte could not push her bottom out enough, Samantha could not have been more focussed on the task of smacking her beautiful friend’s full ripe bottom.
Charlotte draped herself over the rail in pure ecstasy.
…and on, and deliciously on, it went…
Much more to come