Spring.

I just thought of Simon spank­ing me and got wet. The weather is warmer today so I’m loung­ing in a dress, my favorite warm weather gear. I imag­ined crawl­ing onto the bed for some rea­son where he held me for a moment on my hands and knees. Then his hand spank­ing me, pulling down my panties then continuing.

Just a brief encounter, noth­ing too hard, more play­ful than not. It seemed to be an affec­tion­ate reminder. It seemed he just enjoyed the dress.

Good effect though. His fin­gers would eas­ily slip inside me. His tongue could eas­ily taste me.

Spring. What a fan­tas­tic time.

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