No cocoon, but no embarrassing rescue by Uncle Jack. Redtube The question was how I could do that. I tried self-spanking – with my hand, with hair brushes, with a belt and with about anything else I could think of, but that didn’t work at all. Evidently neither was embarrassment and humiliation. I realized my mistake when she asked what I had purchased from Linda’s Rubber Boutique. Bugs and some larger things scurried across the floor. I imagined I was trying to work my car out of a snowdrift. )
Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. I had purchased one of those shaver-like plucking things which I used to trim things up down there, but this was the first time I used it everywhere.
