Her ass, barely contained in the thin fabric, is a temptation he can't resist. He runs his hands over the smooth material, feeling the heat of her skin beneath. She squirms, her breath hitching as he traces the edge of her shorts. "I can't help it," she whimpers, "I like it when you spank me." He smiles, his hand coming down hard. The sound of flesh hitting flesh fills the room. She cries out, her body tensing, then relaxing as the pleasure-pain washes over her.