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Originally Posted by MR AZ
"it was your foult, dear" She moaned while jumping at each spank. 2all your faul"
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At that, with a few more spanks, he stood up with his hands on his hips. "My fault, eh? Sounds like someone needs a reminder of whose in charge around here, eh?" he said in a half serious, half playful manner. He plucked the girl up and through her over his shoulder, and walked over to the bags. Out came some rope.