When she returned and Billy felt the touch of her cream-filled hand on his warm bottom, he melted. Until that moment, he couldn’t have imagined feeling any younger or more secure in the afterglow and peace of a well-deserved spanking. But the touch of her creamy hand opened up a whole new world of sensations. He couldn’t tell if he was a little baby being changed or Belinda’s younger boyfriend who was being initiated into something intoxicating which he didn’t fully understand. Without knowing it, his thumb found its way to his mouth once again. It was a cream rub he wanted to go on forever. And when the cream had been rubbed in, Billy whispered, “Some more cream, Belinda, some more cream”.
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