Gwyn boasts she had tried on her majorette uniform and it still fit.
“I bet it did, Jay said as others nodded at their high school reunion.
Gwyn’s art mgr. at the ad agency had been a persistent admirer.
Gwyn, had the finest ass in their class. Spanking her would be a gas.
Her tight majorette uniform for the art mgr. had been a libido deal.
Gwyn realized her art manager after all these years was still smitten.
The pretty blonde’s reaction was mean, heartless and full of frost.
Gwyn in her white and red stripe leotard was again a majorette.
In a capricious act her art mgr. had yanked her right off the toilet.
As Gwyn landed on her knees, he pulled down her white leotard.
Again a brat Gwyn did not care, that was until her hiney was bared.
The pounding of her behind, so close to her vagina was mind blowing.
Spanks to her puffy vagina put her over the top and into climax!
He rubbed her button, and then planted her flute up her pink anus.
The art mgr. yanked the flute out with a fart. Humiliated she blew her horn.
In her majorette uniform, hiney red, ass hole and cheek flesh.
Hands clapped as Gwyn bent in a pained curtsey the spanking skit over.