Shorts down Missy. Then bend over, hands on the shed
When you are sent to the woodshed to wait, it’s pretty obvious what is coming. Lovely tight Daisy Dukes, but she’s going to have trouble getting her sore bottom back into them
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>Woodshed, Woodshed, Make my bottom red, enough said.
>Great effort SOTB, and you're a poet too
>Spanks, for the thanks'
>Ah, I now realise you talk like this all the time anyway. Must make it difficult at parties…;-)
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>Woodshed, Woodshed, Make my bottom red, enough said.
>Great effort SOTB, and you're a poet too
>Spanks, for the thanks'
>Ah, I now realise you talk like this all the time anyway. Must make it difficult at parties…;-)