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laid prone across his thighs and he feels an intense jolt of arousal at having her like this, over his knee, her dignity stripped away. "If only he knew the truth..." she worried secretly to herself. "Not so cock-sure now are you, young lady?" he mocks, eyeing her pert round buttocks, still stained with the outline of his hand print. His fingertips are wet, a slick coating of her pussy's creaminess smothering them. Deliberately he rubs his fingers together before running them under his nose, savouring her scent. Breathing deeply he inhales the essence of her sex. It causes him to catch his breath, he barely maintains his austere demeanor. Meanwhile she hangs her head, will not meet his stare, afraid that if she does, her eyes will surely deceive the inner turmoil between desire and aversion for the