She was wearing the most god awful granny bra I had ever seen. My mom’s bras were more fashionable than this poor girls were. She had nice hips alr...ght but her waist was maybe a twenty six inch waist. I dragged her into my yard and sat down yanking her over my knee. I raised her skirt and landed ten swats on her granny panty wearing ass. “I will give you a hundred more and call the cops if you try that shit again,” I yelled. “I’m sorry. I am just so tired of everyone teasing me about my big. .."I interrupted him, "Please Rolf, don't lead me down that path. I like you, OK, I love you in some way, but you're not Jim. Sorry but you're just not Jim."Rolf nodded his head sadly." I expected that Jenny. Sorry but I had to ask. Had to get it out of the way."I smiled at him. He was so sweet."Jim won't talk to me Rolf. He just won't talk to me. I don't know what to do. I don't understand how if he loved me, he could cut me off like that." And I don't think you've yet realised quite how much. He started getting afraid and moved faster into the dark tunnel.Then he thought he heard a voice and stopped, he turned around only to feel a sharp pain in his butt cheek. Not knowing what stung him he started panicking and tried to run back into the tunnel, until he started noticing that he could barely move, his movements were getting heavier until he dropped down unable to move. Only able to move his eyes he tried to look around him until he suddenly heard a voice again. “Oh my” he heard.. “You’ve got a fucking nice ass,” he breathed. “I could watch you walk away for hours.”He slapped me again and pushed his fingers against the heat of my snatch. I was so wet.“You like it when I spank you?” Scott asked. His body leaned into mine, so close that it made me shudder. “Tell me, princess.”I didn’t say anything and he pulled back and spanked me again, and again, until I was struggling not to make a sound.“I think you like it,” he said, almost conspiratorially. “’Cause bad girls need to.