Dad spank chat
She’s been that way her whole life, and she figured that it probably came from listening to her father soundly spank her two younger brothers when she was growing up.
Jeanine hated it when, all too often, she was the one bent over the dad’s knee for a burning dose of her mother’s wooden hairbrush, but when her bottom wasn’t in jeopardy, it made her dizzy with excitement to watch, or hear her sister, or brothers get their bare bottoms soundly spanked.
He’d walk upstairs, open the boys’ bedroom door, and turn on the light.Having the fan always helped the boys sleep easier, but tonight it was going to take more than just the fan to get the boys to sleep.They were also going to need a dose of the thick wooden cooking spoon applied directly to the bare skin of their upturned butts.It was a fun-filled day where, despite the generous use of sunscreen, the boys still ended up with mild sunburns on their backs and legs.It had been so cute to see the boys take their suits off in the kitchen when they got home, and to see their still-wet, snow-white butts waddle upstairs as the boys went in search of dry clothes.
All day long, the plan had been that after she and John had gotten their ten and twelve year old boys to bed, they were going to snuggle on the couch and watch a good movie.