Mrs Wilkins129

It didn’t. Suddenly the familiar sound of a maternal hand on a  bare bottom began ringing up from the basement. Even before that, Billy was hard. With the sound of Johnny’s spanking coming up from the basement, he positively throbbed in his pants. Although Johnny must have struggled hard to avoid crying, his resistance seemed to ebb after three or four minutes. At first, it was a series of cries coinciding with each spank. Gradually, the cries grew more lengthy and frequent, whether a spank had just landed or not until they blended into each other in a more or less continuous crying. By the time the spanking neared the ten minute mark, Johnny had lost all dignity and succumbed to a steady bawling which sounded shockingly juvenile and completely natural at the same time. At least, it sounded that way to Billy