OH,DADDY DEAREST (3)

Her soft flesh stung like the Devil as welts began to form where his hard fingers had struck. She felt him caress her gently, kneading and massaging her yielding softness.

“There, there, my dear.” He said soothingly. “Daddy’s not so bad. Daddy’s going to make it better now.”

“You call this punishment.” She yelled suddenly. “You old coot, why I’ve had better spankings from my ninety year old school marm.”

“Is that so?” He laughed. “She must have had hands that could wrestle a prize bull by its horns then.”

“Yeah, they sure hurt more than your little princess' soft hands.” Delilah screamed.

“Ah, here, let me take my gloves off.” He laughed.

Delilah sucked in her breath with a sudden gasp as she felt his iron hard palm smack across her tender butt again.

This time his little finger struck at her naked pussy, suddenly making the familiar sensation of pleasure mingle with the pain. She wriggled her hips, eager to spread her legs and expose more of her.

“How do you like that, you little mi