F/M Friday 8

I’ve got some juggling to do coming up, and I’m not sure how I am going to pull it off. The party is next, and then I had also hoped to go to Lone Star for the first time as well. Complicating things are the legal issues that I have to deal with in the UK. Without boring you, I have to go to the UK sometime in the next three months to pick up my Brother’s ashes, and then I also have to do some legal work for the family estate to be put in my name. Previously my brother was in charge of our Parents affairs and that of our younger brother who also passed away. Now I have to control the affairs of all of them.

The latter part isn’t all that bad, I literally worked with the trust company and sold all assets. I mean I live in the States, it’s not like I am going to need my brother’s 32″ TV 🙂 The problem is going to be the ashes. I mean I could bring them to the USA with me, but is that really what he would have wanted? There is a location in our hometown that his friends think is best. I agree with them, but it’s not exactly legal 😉

Anyway, I still hope to attend both parties and make it to the UK.

Our vintage F/M spanking pic today is from Lexington, OK in 1976. While it may appear to be something else, this is actually a Superlative pic so the dude is about 18, even if it appears that he is much older. This will be added to my F/M COLLECTION folder.

The regular photo this week is from the 1980s. How can I tell it is from the 80s? His socks man, begads!!

The Exclusive Riding School M/F

This story takes on a bit if a different format than the stories that I normally write about. The central theme in this one is a non consensual spanking/corporal punishment and the level of severity is higher than what I would normally write about. This story was written in 2007 and I have never published it on this website before, though I did donate the story for a published book as part of a fund raiser. So if you have read the story before then that would be the place where you have read it.

This story I found in my archives yesterday, so why not share it with you all as a lot of my audience comes here to read my stories. It is a short spanking story at 1,665 words.

This morning I also finished up the arrangement of the sidebars on the right so that now all of my real life spanking stories are shared there as well. I’m really glad that I did that because I found a story that I no longer wanted on this site, so that one is now gone.

THE EXCLUSIVE RIDING SCHOOL M/F

Amelia Broadhurst-White was a terribly snooty rich kid from a high class family in the West of England. Her older sister was an accomplished equestrian rider and her Father had enrolled her in the same riding school that her sister had attended. Amelia’s riding instructor was an old show jumper himself, Mr. Seamus O’Brien. When Amelia arrived at the riding school for her first day, Mr. O’Brien began the lesson in the stables, as he always did, with his new pupils and asked Amelia to escort him there.

“So, if you will follow me please, Miss White”

In the same haughty attitude that Amelia would carry for much of the day, and much the same as her sister before her, she sighed and looked indignant as she scuffed her feet following him with her arms folded.

“That is Miss Broadhurst-White if you please” she snapped back as she ambled behind him.

Mr. O’Brien began explaining to Amelia all about the horse’s diets and hoofing, plus how they needed to become comfortable with their rider before they even so much as left the stable. Amelia spent this lecture shifting her body from foot to foot with her arms firmly folded in front of her, there was a look of disdain on her face as she sighed over and over. “Can we not just get on with the stupid lesson” she barked.

“Miss Broadhurst-White, it is very important for you to understand the very nature of the individual horses” he explained to her as she mimicked his words with her mouth.

“That’s what the stable boys are for, isn’t it?” she countered with her belligerent attitude.

Regardless, Mr. O’Brien continued with the lesson, taking the young miss through the tacking procedure, the saddling, and of course the rules and regulations when riding a show horse. Throughout this morning Amelia showed as little interest as was humanly possible while listening to Mr. O’Brien. Even though he wasn’t very happy with his young charge, he decided that maybe, just maybe, her spirits would lift a bit once she got to ride one of the horses around the show course, so without wasting much more time he suggested to her that perhaps her next lesson could be spent with her getting comfortable riding one of the horse’s.

The two of them arrived at the show course and Mr. O’Brien led the horse to the arena. Amelia took a hold of the saddle on the horse’s back and put her foot in the stirrup, with a sharp tug she launched herself upwards. Unfortunately for the young miss, Amelia’s hand did not have a proper grip on the saddle when she did this and she fell backwards off of the horse, landing flat her rear end. Quickly jumping to her feet, Amelia whacked the horse with her fist “YOU STUPID ANIMAL” she bellowed.

With a slight smile at her indignant fall, Mr. O’Brien then went into his monotone speech about boarding a horse the correct way as an angry Amelia crossed her arms and sneered. The plan had been for Amelia to become comfortable with the horse, return to the stable, and then go to the arena a second time to see what she had learned.

The lesson was a disaster of course! Every time she knocked down a 12 inch hurdle she would scream blue murder at the nag and argue, BOY would she argue, with an infuriated Mr. O’Brien, she blamed the horses tack, the ground, the course design, you name it, she complained about it. Feeling that it was time to take a well deserved break, Mr. O’Brien told her to canter over to him, and of course the horse broke into a trot due to her inexperience in riding horses. This made Amelia so mad that she pulled her crop out and sharply whacked the horse with it, causing Mr. O’Brien to scream at her to stop. Once she had dismounted he began to chastise her, continuing all the way back to the stable with her leading the horse, the whole time this lecture was going on, Amelia was venting her anger by tugging at the bit in the horse’s mouth.

Mr. O’Brien tried to remain calm, figuring the second session had to be better, it really couldn’t get much worse in all honesty. Once at the stable Mr. O’Brien told Amelia to tie the horse to the rail and he approached her with a broom and a shovel. “Okay Miss Broadhurst-White, before you have lunch, I want you to clean out this stable and freshen it with that hay over there”

“I beg your pardon” she replied haughtily.

Mr. O’Brien repeated his request and handed Amelia the broom. Infuriated, Amelia shouted back at him “IF I WANT TO CLEAN UP SHIT, I’LL GET MY FATHER TO CLOSE THIS DUMP” and with that she launched the broom way across the stable.

That was it, with a red anger buried deep in his face, Mr. O’Brien grabbed the waif by the arm and dragged her to the hay bale as she screamed obscenities at him. He sat down and hoisted Amelia over his lap.

“Don’t you dare touch me you bastard” she cried out loud, but it didn’t matter to him any, his big hand was about to meet her little butt in her jodhpurs in the worst way.

Like a well-oiled machine he began to give her what she had never had before, a good sound spanking. Mr. O’Brien scolded her as she kicked and cried and tried to break his grip, Mr. O’Brien wasn’t about to give in though and his hand just kept smacking away at the writhing bottom beneath him.

Mr. O’Brien paused for a brief second before grabbing the waistband of her jodhpurs and yanking them to her knees. “NNNNNNOOOOOOOO” she cried out as she fought with all her might against probably the strongest man she had ever come across. All that was between them now was her oh so tiny nylon panties, half of the right side of which had already climbed up the well spanked right cheek. Mr. O’Brien continued spanking just as hard as before, but this time with her bottom now covered by only the scantest of protection.

Nodding to himself in some form of self appreciation, Mr. O’Brien continued his onslaught to the never before spanked bottom that was now beginning to glow bright red as he alternated spanking each cheek in turn, before covering both of them with one shot, the poor girl was shocked and frantic in her movements.

Feeling somewhat satisfied after all that she had put him through that morning, and probably more so at the feeling that he was giving the girl something that she had sorely missed out on whilst growing up, Mr. O’Brien stopped for a minute and admonished the shocked Amelia, telling her how he now expected the stable to be absolutely spotless in 20 minutes time or else. He then he unclipped his crop and proceeded to teach her a proper lesson.

“Now then, as you seem to use this freely on the horse, perhaps you can find out what it feels like yourself” he said, and then he raised the crop before bringing it crashing down smartly on Amelia’s tender bottom. That was it, the tears flowed as the leather crop drew line after angry red line across her bottom as Mr. O’Brien gave her twelve of the very best with the riding crop.

Yanking the well spanked spoiled girl up off his lap, he waved the crop at her as she rubbed her hands up and down her scorched rump. Mr. O’Brien told Amelia what he expected from his pupils and how she is going to behave from this moment on, issuing her the sternest of warnings that the next time she runs afoul of him she would be getting a much longer spanking on her bare bottom, with the back side of a hairbrush, and then with a final whack to her left thigh he ordered her to fetch the broom.

Mr. O’Brien watched as Amelia began to hop to the task, half pulling up her jodhpurs before abandoning the idea and rubbing her smarting rear through her panties as she scampered to fetch the broom and shovel. He was thoroughly pleased with himself as he watched her bouncing bottom walk away from him, concentrating his eyes on the flaming scarlet color he had produced whilst giving her the first proper lesson that she was to learn not only at this riding school, but in her young life itself.

True enough, the stable was spotless by the time she was finished. They retired and had lunch and then began the second part of her training that afternoon. This time around a smarting Amelia completed the show course in total style, even though her freshly spanked bottom was bouncing up and down on the horse’s saddle making it not only difficult to ride, but also serving as a constant reminder as to what had happened shortly before. Every time it landed back on the saddle she felt like she was being spanked all over again.

Mr. O’Brien was deep in thought as he watched Amelia gingerly complete the riding course, saying to himself “Yep, by the time I am finished with this young lady, she will be just as good as her sister had become by the time she had finished this school”.

And with that his mind recalled the many times that Amelia’s sister, Sarah Broadhurst-White, had found herself lying face down over his lap getting her bare bottom soundly spanked with the family hairbrush.

One wonders why their father, The Viscount, agreed to Mr. O’Brien’s terms and conditions. Was it just because of the renowned success of the stable in the international community, or was there another reason that he signed the contract with the terms clearly documented in black and white? He certainly wasn’t the first peer of the realm to ponder the very same question.

 

Windsor Wednesday Classic – 170 – Fifties Housewife

Lots of news for you today including a bunch of spanking related links.

First of all I have a couple of links to two mainstream movies that are free to download on the Internet. Yesterday I posted the third part in the mother spanks series, and the only feedback that I got was from Harry who provided me with the correct name of the actress featured in the photo that I included in the story. Do I sound a bit bitter? Well I guess I am a bit. Having spent hours writing and preparing the story, yesterday I had my lowest number of blog visitors in a month and the story gathered no interest. Salty Richard Windsor  🙂

The one thing to come from the story though is that I engaged in a discussion with Harry about the film, ‘The Ups and Downs of a Handyman’, which features several spankings. It is your typical British titillation romp from the 1970’s, but obviously for us it features spanking in the mainstream. Well, you can now download this film for free from THIS LINK right here. The film is on archive dot org so it is legit, in fact I downloaded it myself yesterday.

Part of the website work that I did yesterday was to build a widget on the far right side ——> that directly links to each of my fictional spanking stories. The largest part of my audience comes here to read my stories, or should I say the largest part who are not daily readers. The people who come here daily don’t show up as a statistic on individual pages, because they are coming through the home page. Anyway, I provided the links because new visitors may not be able to navigate to where my stories are, so this should make it easier for them.

Also on the story front, I was going through an old hard drive yesterday and I found two of my old stories from up to twenty years ago. One of the stories I had edited for publication in a book, so that one was good to go, but the other story, I have to be completely honest with you, I don’t even remember writing it, lol. When this happens there is always the fear that the work may belong to another person, but, after reading it, the story can only be mine. Basically all of the elements that feature in my stories on a regular basis are not only in this story, but they are in it in abundance. A completely unbelievable playful spanking featuring lots of nylon panty spanking, it can only be my story. Perhaps the reason that I don’t remember it is because I never posted it? So even though I wrote it some 18-20 years ago, there is a decent chance that it has never been read.

The latter story will require some serious editing, and not just because my writing style has refined over the years, but the story also needs fleshing out a bit. As it is right now there is no build up to when the action begins, though I did find it hot to read personally. Those two stories will be posted and added to the links to the right there later on this week. Though it is likely that the finished one will be posted tomorrow.

Now onto the spanking photo for this Wednesday, and while the photo of the fifties housewife getting spanked isn’t the greatest, this photo has spawned quite a discussion on my Facebook profile. Yes, I am open about who I am in real life. In fact a lot of my vanilla friends might not even know that Richard Windsor isn’t my real name!!

First things first, this might not be a housewife, it could actually be a daughter who is getting spanked by her mom and dad. It is something that we don’t know for sure and we will probably never know. My guess is that it is a housewife and her husband, with perhaps her sister joining in. A more educated guess as well is that this is a genuine birthday spanking. If you look at the couch in the background there looks to be some open presents, and on the coffee table there looks to be a present with a card in front of it. So this will be added to my BIRTHDAY SPANKINGS folder where you can find a whole stack of photos you will rarely find elsewhere.

Now for the fun part!! When I found the photo in my archive, the first words out of my mouth were “Holy shit, is that Joltin’ Joe DiMaggio”?

Before we proceed, it is NOT Joltin’ Joe DiMaggio, so don’t nobody go claiming that it is from a local neighborhood magazine, unseen anywhere else in the world!!

So without leading my friends into who I thought it looked like, I asked them who they thought it looked like. The two answers that I have received so far were Robert Mitchum and Jerry Orbach. The Jerry Orbach one in particular was a great call. So who do you think that it most looks like? Joltin’ Joe DiMaggio, Robert Mitchum or Jerry Orbach?

One thing is for sure, the answers confirm that this is a 1950s pic 🙂

Boyfriend Spanks – Girlfriend And Her Bestie

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Streetcar Sundays – 123

The post that I made yesterday obviously proved to be very successful, as I expected it to be. It is sat atop the list of the most popular posts which is data that is gathered over a 24 hour period.

Also, and this might be pleasing to a lot of you, though I also understand that there will be many who don’t like it even before they have read it, but I have completed part three of the highly popular MOTHER SPANKS SERIES!! The first two parts of this series are the most popular stories on this website by a country mile, however, I feel that part 3 will be battling them for most read story come the end of 2020. Now while the story has been written, it is basically sat in its unedited first edition format. Normally I just write and write without going back, and then the next day I review the story and flesh it out. Right now the story sits at 5,000 words, but by the time it is finished, ready for posting tomorrow, it will probably be at around 6,000 words.

My intention had been to write part three of the story and then call it quits, basically because the enjoyment of writing the story had been sucked out of me to some degree. With that said though, what I wrote about yesterday wasn’t actually something that was in my original plans. So how I had originally planned to finish the story up, hasn’t even taken place yet. That means that there will in fact be a part four, and who knows, perhaps a part five. You will see at the end of part three that it finishes up the same way as parts one and two, meaning that there are still unresolved spankings yet to take place, and there will be the opportunity as usual for the general audience to have a say in how the story progresses.

Part three of the story was never in my original plans, it was created by people filling out the form and telling me what they wanted to see in part three, so I happily obliged. The story will be posted tomorrow, so if that interests you then please come back then to read the story. You can catch up with PARTS 1 AND 2 in the interim.

You think that it ends there? Oh heavens no, we are now onto our weekly MEN ARE LIKE STREETCARS spanking pic.

When you have been collecting for as long as I have, you get to a point where you think that you have already found all of the really good Men Are Like Streetcars spanking pics. You keep looking though because there is always a chance that something you have already posted, may well have been reposted in a format that is far superior to the previous version. Then again, you keep looking because you may well find a new, spanking good, unseen pic that is not in your collection.

It is possible that my fellow collectors might have found this image already, or it could be that I have personally discovered a brand new addition to the Men Are Like Streetcars spanking family. That is of course of little relevance. What is relevant is that the latest Men Are Like Streetcars spanking pic that I found is brand new to me, and it is a corker. After a barren spell with searching, this is one of two new Streetcars spanking photos that I found yesterday.

From Willard, Ohio in the 1958 yearbook, which normally means that the play was performed the year prior, I present to you my latest find which I am sure you will agree is a cracker of a spanking photo. I just love the 1950s outfit that Linda is wearing as Jack spanks her. Those are their real names, but I personally prefer not to post the full names of the participants. That information can be easily found though. I’m sure that the both had fun in rehearsals by the looks of it.

F/M Friday 7

Time for the weekly F/M Friday post, plus I am going to share my favorite vanilla video from Japan so far. More on that under the photo.

Your photo this week is from 1965 and the following is satire, do not take it as gospel. I can’t help but feel that the young lady is looking at her mom and saying that she can’t seem to get through to her boyfriend. So what do YOU think should happen?

A) Time for those pants to come down.

B) Time for Mother and Daughter to change seats.

C) Time for those pants to come down and for Mother and Daughter to exchange seats to see if Mom can’t spank some sense into her daughter’s boyfriend!!

This will be added to my F/M COLLECTION folder.

 

Windsor Wednesday Classic – 169

Fun and spanking.

Sometimes it is easy to forget what it is that makes this lifestyle so enjoyable for us all. I understand that PLAYFUL SPANKINGS are not everyone’s cup of tea, and recently it came to my attention that not everyone enjoys mainstream spanking. For those of us who are older though, mainstream spanking was a big part of our lives for many decades.

The Internet in all its glory has given us the opportunity to live our chosen lifestyle whenever we want, and I sometimes think that there is a divide in people who grew up before the Internet, and those who grew up with the Internet. A lot of it I can’t relate to and I can only think how badly things may have turned out had the Internet been around when I grew up.

BTW, I might write for a bit so here is this weeks photo for those of you who aren’t in to the words that I write. I will continue under the photo.

One thing that I have always known is that had the Internet been around when I grew up, I would have made so many mistakes and bad judgement calls in this lifestyle of ours that I may well have exited the scene 30 years ago. In 1981 I made a really stupid error of judgement that, while it turned out okay, could have been the worst mistake of my life. I was 18 years old and boarded a bus for London to attend an adult event. It was horrible, as seedy as fuck, not even in the same ballpark as to what I thought I was going to, and with eternal gratefulness, someone took me under their wing and made sure that I left early and made it home safely. Or at least as safe as a naive outsider could feel in Clapham at 10pm at night. I didn’t go back to a spanking related event for another 25 years after that.

The Amanda Todd story in particular is something that affected me deeply as well. Bullying is not something that I have ever understood, the whole concept is incomprehensible to me. When kids go through their younger years virtually all of them go through some varying level of bullying, in fact probably most of you reading this went through the same thing. I was 18 years old when I started working in social services, working with people with developmental or physical disabilities, it was the only career that I had ever known up until my most recent job. Granted, the most recent job I was at for 17 years, almost as long as my entire career in social services prior to that. From a young age though I only ever had empathy and compassion for my fellow humans.

Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not painting myself out to be a saint by any means. My whole life I have always been a loner, I left my family and friends behind when I was 24 years old to move to America and I never looked back. I’ve got many drawbacks as a person, empathy and compassion are not a part of them though. Actually, now that I think about it, these are probably the reasons why I am such a loner, I fucking hate how people treat each other, lol.

I couldn’t even imagine what youngsters have to put up with on the Internet. I remember what it was like myself, and like a great many adults we look at someone like Amanda and just wish that we could have been there for her. Did you know this as well? While it may not be as prevalent as it once was, people will still hound her parents with comments like “The stupid ugly bitch deserved to die”. If you don’t believe me, just search for the Amanda Todd video on Youtube and read the comments, it is heartbreaking. Every year I watch her video to remind myself how to treat my fellow humans.

This may seem like a strange prediction to make, especially being that in relative terms the Internet is still in its infancy, but I actually think that one day, probably long after I am gone, the Internet is going to go through a reversal. I believe that one day communities and families will go back to how it was prior to the Internet, in that social interaction will be more important than the Internet. My vision for the future is that the Internet will be based more on business and education than it will for personal interaction. I know that it is crazy to think this way, but I genuinely believe it, the Internet will become boring for purposes other than the most practical ones out there, such as education.

Nothing is forever. I’m not planning on finishing this blog anytime soon, I mean shit, I have so much left to share that even today I could post every day for the next ten years and still have material left over. The reality of the situation is this though, perhaps there is only five years left, who knows. I’ve started late in the business field being that I am 56 years old, but I intend to spend the rest of my days being self employed, doing the things that I enjoy in life. So at some point this blog will eventually finish.

Before I leave you with the full sized version of the above image, if you are struggling to cope with things you can always email me at richardofwindsor@gmail.com . In the last year I lost a friend who took her own life, so I realize that in some cases no matter what you do it may never be enough, but I do have empathy and if a letter can help you cope just a little bit longer then I am there for you. Don’t do it alone, there is nothing to be ashamed of when looking for help to cope and move forward.

Through The Decades

In between working my tail off today I was going through an old hard drive, and on that drive I found some great old photos. By that I mean that the photos are great for me. It wasn’t something that I actually planned but when I looked at them I noticed that they were covering a vast array of different decades.

The first picture has always been one of my favorites, which is funny because the rest of the photos from the set are pretty generic. This takes me back to the 1970’s when I first started exploring this interest of ours and I would travel to London to visit the JANUS STORE. It was always pretty difficult for me to find what I wanted as I was pretty specific. At that time the cane was a turnoff for me and almost all of the magazines of that era featured copious amounts of caning mixed in with other features. It was hard for me to find a magazine that gave me the most bang for my buck.

This image alone though was worth the price of ten magazines for me though, there are so many elements in one picture that allows you to create your own story. If memory serves me right, and let’s be honest, I’ve loved the picture for 35 or so years so of course I remember, this image stoked a pretty vivid thought process for me. I don’t remember who she was in the photo set, all I remember was that in my mind she was the naughty babysitter. We don’t know why, or what it was that she did, but she is about to receive her first ever spanking outside of her home.

That’s not a true story, it is just one that I created for this image a long time ago.

The second picture today is as classy as it gets, from either the late 90s or the early 00s. This is a picture that I posted many moons ago that I had forgotten about, and I was so happy to see it again in my folders. I personally think that this is one of the sexiest spanking pictures that I have ever seen, there is pure beauty in the submission. The image describes a lot about who I am as a person and what I like, and obviously pictures like this are almost impossible to find nowadays.

Then we go back to the 80s, and yes, this isn’t exactly an excellent copy of this photo, the image is one that means a lot to me. I’m almost sure that I have a clearer copy of this photo, but you have to remember that my collection of photos is unparalleled, it would take me a day to find it!! The 1980s were barren years for me, I can count my real life experiences during that time on one hand. Though the image is F/F, the girl getting spanked reminds me so much of one of the few spankings that I gave in the 80s. Such a great memory.

Then we come to the modern day, from last year in fact. This image is from FIRMHANDSPANKING and it is a classic for me. In fact an image of this quality is likely to make me a subscriber to a website and I haven’t been on Firmhand for probably ten years or so. Again I think that is is the whole set up that is so appealing, the high heeled shoes, the stockings and of course the panties. It does amuse me that she has kept her panties on but they are offering about 1% of protection from her spanking. Sucks to be her, eh? This is an awesome image!!

The last two photos are fairly generic in terms of spanking photos that circulate the Internet. You know what I always find funny? I am a lover of the 1950s, but I have never been a super big fan of spanking images from that era. I mean they are fine and you find a great one from time to time, but they never really did it for me. The reason for this I think is because I don’t relate to it, I was born in 1963 so by the time that I grew up the 1950s weren’t even close to me in terms of culture elements following me. In the 70s there were still aspects of the 60s that carried over, but not the 50s. Anyway, the first image is for those of you who love full coverage panties that also happen to be translucent. I know that there are some of you out there who like that.

Sorority Spanking – 116

ANYWAY….. 🙂

I’m sorry about venting!!

This week I am bringing to you another in my series of vintage sorority spankings. This is number 116 in the series and if you wish to see all 116 sorority spanking photographs that I have brought to the community then fear not, I have them all collected in one folder. Simply go to WINDSOR’S SORORITY SPANKINGS and that is where you can get your fill of sorority spankings.

The image this week is from Hollins University in 1958.

 

Spanking Tags

One item that is not utilized as prominently on this site, and probably other spanking sites as well, is the tag feature. Most of this I think stems from readers not knowing what the tags actually do. Throughout my site I pretty much tag every post that I write, and the reason that I do so is to make it easy for readers to find their favorite topic. They basically act like a filter so that you can easily find what it is that you are really looking for. On the right side of my blog I display my tags for the convenience of my readers, and all you need to do is find the tag that best suits what you are looking for, move your cursor over it and voila, just click it and everything that you want is under that tag.

I try to keep it simple by not using too many tags as a whole, but I try to package them into simple areas. For example, for implements, perhaps the HAIRBRUSH is an important feature for you. Maybe you have a favorite model such as PIXIE for example, or perhaps you are like me and crave to see girls in NYLON PANTIES getting spanked?

You see how easy it is? Listed below are the most used tags on my site, just hover your mouse over your favorite one and click the button. In fact you may well have several favorites. Tell me in the comment section which tags you clicked!!

act your ageAmber Greyaudrey knightBare bottombirthday spankingBratsCaneChristmascomicsDana SpechtElleeerica corvinaf/ff/mhairbrushHot MoviesInterviewjeanskiss me katem/fmainstreamMen are like streetcarsmunchkinnewspaper clippingsNylon PantiesotkPaddlepajamasPantiesphotosPics of Richard WindsorPixieReal storiessarah gregoryschoolgirlShadowlaneSororityspanking partiesStage spanking – stories – Strap – videosvintage – Wednesday Classic

How many tags can you find for this photo?