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Click herespanking .....saved our marriage
every morning it's Thump ..Thump ..Thump
swatting a badminton racquet on her plump
reddened .....rump !
the perversion is mutual
& consensual ,
enjoyable as can be
my wife is a vanilla Begum
a vanilla Begum's she
she dislikes intercourse intensely
" why must Lingam bully Yoni ????"
but spanking's a different ball game
she happily bares bottie
'n bends over , without inhibition/shame
spanking with badminton paddle
taketh away painful sting
the twanging criss-crossed wires
to her bottom a peaceful joy doth bring....
in her mind
she doth find
an alien submissive lass
who to her Dom Hubby proffers a
bountiful , bouncy , botticellean Ass !
I tried it with my wife but used a tennis racket, she ended up grabbing it away and spanked me till I came. It was so good! It sure beats our usual lack of tic and tack. I was so excited I rushed to my girlfriends and fucked her right on the couch next to the door. Oh God I think you have saved my marriage Ash! By the way, where can I get the racket restrung?
Greenwich Meridian time, Ash?(wink, wink) Glad you took out the harsher line, and anyone who's played badminton knows the racket is light and has wind resistance which makes this BDSM poem playful, rather than some of the other things that come to mind.