Janice was certain that she wasn’t with Dak Bridges. Wrong height, wrong smell, even the feel of him was wrong. For the same reasons, she was certain that she wasn’t with Craig. Other than that she couldn’t be sure who she was going with. She hoped it was Louis, though she had the feeling that that was just a pipe dream. If it was Louis however, she would have been disappointed, for while the spanking was a good rollicking one, it was not particularly remarkable. Atop her already sore behind, it did cause her a great deal of discomfort, and she found herself protesting like a wicked child. But regardless, it was not even as compelling as her turn over Craig’s lap. What was special about her private moment with her anonymous dominant lover was what followed the heating of her ass e
