[A hurdle difficult to surmount, indeed. Sholmes feels the rippling of her tail, her reaction laid bare to him despite his inability to see her face, given that the rest of her is pressed against his lap.]
Tell me what goes through your mind.
[Gentler, she requests, and Sholmes does not go for another spank across her rear just yet — instead, he smooths over the areas that must still sting with a palm of his hand.]
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Tell me what goes through your mind.
[Gentler, she requests, and Sholmes does not go for another spank across her rear just yet — instead, he smooths over the areas that must still sting with a palm of his hand.]