She couldn’t seriously expect to cane me in addition to spanking me! Suddenly the hand was resting on my bottom again, the strong fingers kneading and squeezing my backside. “Feels good and warm,” she announced to the world. “Have you had enough, young Barkley?” “God, yes!” I gasped, moaning. “Please, no more. Please let me up!” “Certainly,” she said, giving me a final couple pats on my backside. “Get up now.” She helped me up, sliding me to her right so my feet came in contact with the floor and I could rise. My left hand brushed across her thigh as I stood. I felt a tingling in my hand as I sensed the smooth, warm flesh under her skirt. My face went hot and I couldn’t look at her, but she didn’t appear to take any notice of my action.

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