Chelsea couldn't help herself, she wanted Peter to spank her, punish her as he had before they were married. Everyday after he left for work she'd quietly spend the whole day fantasizing about the night Peter'd caught her dancing with Ron at the intimate bar below their old apartment. There were days Chelsea would get herself so worked into a frenzy she'd ask Peter to put it in her ass when he got home, before dinner.
She'd spent all evenning flirting with his fat freckled pig like boss and he hadn't even seemed to notice.Chelsea felt desperate for his attention, for the stinging chastisment of his open palm. She curled into a tight ball on their king sized bed and tried to push it from her mind. She wimpered as her body flushed hotly beneath the wine colored silk sheets.
Peter bound hotly into the master bedroom. Chelsea had called it a night sometime ago, but he'd have no problem waking her. He grabbed Chelsea's thin ankle beneath the comforter and sheets. She sprang out of the fluff, alert. Peter easily pulled Chelsea accross the bed and turned her on her stomach. He admired her small round tight ass, the reason he called her peaches. He raised his left hand and Chelsea turned, looking at him frightened her mouth slack, her eyes wide. Peter begin a quick and brutal sessecion of raining blows meant to
She'd spent all evenning flirting with his fat freckled pig like boss and he hadn't even seemed to notice.Chelsea felt desperate for his attention, for the stinging chastisment of his open palm. She curled into a tight ball on their king sized bed and tried to push it from her mind. She wimpered as her body flushed hotly beneath the wine colored silk sheets.
Peter bound hotly into the master bedroom. Chelsea had called it a night sometime ago, but he'd have no problem waking her. He grabbed Chelsea's thin ankle beneath the comforter and sheets. She sprang out of the fluff, alert. Peter easily pulled Chelsea accross the bed and turned her on her stomach. He admired her small round tight ass, the reason he called her peaches. He raised his left hand and Chelsea turned, looking at him frightened her mouth slack, her eyes wide. Peter begin a quick and brutal sessecion of raining blows meant to