Holy shit, I'm melting. Living in London during this heatwave - well, a heatwave for us lot - is like living in an oven these past few days. Went for a walk along the north bank of the Thames and I was sweating like my ex-mother in law's armpit. Brought out some awesome bottoms in flighty short summer dresses though which is a bonus. Those thunderstorms were fucking scary mind. Anyway, here's a classic spanking photo to check out while I go and get a zoom ice lolly out of the fridge.
Dealing with the impertinent Miss Woodcock and her snooty attitude.
"You can't spank me," she hissed as she felt her husband's gamekeeper yanking down her tight leggings to reveal her bare bottom. "Wait until I tell Rupert what you've been up to in the back of our barn. Owwww!!!"
Always loved this photo. From Fesse I think. So many moons ago.