Kneeling in the corner pressing Your scented panties against the wall with my nose, i hear the click of Your heels approach and sense the warmth of Your presence behind me. i shiver in anticipation. You tap the hairbrush gently against Your palm and a quiver surges up from my 'clit' to my breast. On the dresser, the ticking of the timer stops and a bell sounds. Quiet, yet as loud as a gong to me. i gasp as Your hand strokes my neck then grasps my ear, 'Time for your spanking, Mandi', Your voice pleasant and light. You push the panties i've been holding between my lips with Your elegant finger,… 続きを読む