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In a dimly lit room, a woman bends over a bed, her bare bottom exposed and vulnerable. Her partner stands behind her, a look of determination in his eyes. He raises his hand and brings it down sharply on her supple flesh, the sound of impact echoing in the quiet room. Each smack leaves a temporary red imprint, intensifying the woman’s arousal. She writhes with pleasure and anticipation, her breath quickening. The spanking continues, quick and hard, as the partner explores the curve of her bottom, leaving no inch untouched. The room fills with the rhythm of skin meeting skin, a primal symphony of roughness and surrender. The woman’s body reacts, her muscles tensing and releasing, as the spanking builds to a crescendo of intense sensation.
