My mother turned around to face me. “Go ahead now, say it.”
“Thank you for spanking me, daddy. Xnxx com “Breakfast won’t be ready for a few more minutes.”
I sat down on the sofa and my father went back to reading the paper. “Fifteen, sir! “Now, now, young man, you are going through with this and that is final.”
I didn’t say another word the entire trip to Uncle Justin’s farm. “Happy birthday, son.”
“Happy birthday, Kevin,” my sister Jenny said without looking up from the television. Then you take your paddle off of the wall and hand it to me when I am ready to spank you. “Kevin is no longer a child,” he said as if reciting a speech. “You are to call me sir when you are with me in the spanking room,” he corrected me. I followed my father downstairs to the room. “And good luck,” my brother added with a wide grin across his face. But this was an extra special day, because I was turning ten. The sound filled the room. My father handed me the paddle, my paddle.
