Spank Tasha's Mom!

You raise an eyebrow. "You did that deliberately" you say. "You deserve a spanking. And I intend to make sure you get it".

She sneers. "Are you even of age?" she says dismissively. "I seem to remember you being younger than Tasha"

"I'm of age as of today" you say flatly. "Now assume the position".

"Let me see your ID" she counters.

As if you would have forgotten it today. You take out your driver's license and Tasha's mom scrutinises it, finally shrugging resignedly. "Happy birthday" she says, handing it back. "Where do you want me?"

There's nowhere convenient to take her over your lap, so you indicate a blank patch of wall next to the door. "put your hands on the wall and get that ass up!" you order her. She turns around wordlessly and peels off her yoga pants, revealing a satiny blue thong. She bends at the waist, presenting her still well-built posterior to you and the world. You notice quite the cameltoe peeking out between her wide thighs as you move into position.

She is very stoic as you begin laying into her, shuddering under the **** of your blows but not making a sound. Elaine watches wide-eyed as hand battles behind, but you seem unable to crack her facade. as you're trying to think of a way to switch it up, you notice the door beside you open. Tasha's father - a slight, nervous looking man - comes out. "Thought I heard someone spanking my wife" he says. he holds out a wooden spoon. "You might get better results with this. She likes it on her pussy lips".

Tasha's mom makes an incoherent, angry sound as you take the instrument and glares at her husband. He smirks back at her.