The headmaster, daddy and meUploader: Meztisar 1 month ago Subscribe 6
Dad has his little spanking rituals; he always has done. I feel a slight breeze blowing across my exposed flesh from the open bedroom window. But the room was plenty bright enough for Cara to see the armless dining room chair that he had placed in the middle of the room. For all he knew, I might still not have a repentent heart, and might need yet another whipping.