Lying comatose on her bed, still fully dressed after a late night, Amelia doesn’t expect Richard Anderson to arrive with a strap. Laid out, bottom up and swiftly bared, Amelia yelps and writhes as the leather tawse crack down across her jutting bottom cheeks. It’s strapping she’ll remember for ever in Winter of Discontent from Firm Hand Spanking!
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