Shane, Dale & The Rufty Tufty Club6

Could be that you earn yourself another spanking then. But let’s get down to business. – What are you doing? (this an alarmed pprotest from Dale) – Well, explained Peggy, I’m just takiing down your shorts… – You don’t dare to do that! It’s not faair (this from Shane). We… we’ll report you to the police! – Yes yes ) you’ll tell the police that you got a spanking like the little brats you are, and everyone in town will know all about it. – Please (pleadedd Dale) – Why? I don’t want to spank your clothees! It’s you I want to spank. Both girls had tucked their dresses up to free their thighs. But Shane an Dale were far from being able to appreciate this charming gesture. Besides, they soon were both over those knees, feet dangling in the air, with the pavement a few inches from their nose. – You saw them? Well, we saw your bottoms, boys. What did you say? The moon is high? Yours are high indeed.