Understanding flickered in Bella’s eyes—whether from believing him fully or sensing there was more left unsaid was unclear—but she respected his boundary regardless by not pushing any further. We need that corn picked before evening.”
Bella nodded, her gaze flickering between Taylor’s punished flesh and her mother’s authoritative figure before she turned and left them alone. Anal porn MJ’s free hand continued its tender passage through Taylor’s hair—a physical echo of her loving intent. “On this farm,” she explained with an unwavering tone, devoid of any softness, “every choice matters. She didn’t turn to witness her daughter’s flushed face burning with a mix of curiosity and anticipation from the lesson due commence shortly. With one last look at Aunt MJ—a mix of appreciation and confusion—Taylor began to redress. A fleeting glance was exchanged between MJ and Bella, ensuring that her daughter was fully attentive to this important lesson unfolding before them. Her grip remained unyielding and purposeful as her thighs squeezed in a rhythmic pattern mirroring the steady pace of her hand delivering spanks.
