Such A Cheeky Boy

Rachael Cavalli's face went hard when she heard the phone call. Her stepson Ricky had been caught with his hand down some mannequin's blouse at the mall. The store manager let him off, but Rachael sure as hell didn't plan to. She yanked him by the ear into the living room, sat him on the couch, and let him have it. He opened his mouth to whine and she shut him down, told him she didn't want to hear another word. He tried again and she barked at him to shut up and take what he had coming. Ricky nodded quick. She put him over her knee, hand cracking sharp against his ass until it reddened, then asked if he was sorry. He started blubbering excuses again so she stood, grabbed his cock through his jeans and marched him down the hall like a leash. Once the door shut behind them, the punishment took a turn. She shoved his face between her tits until he couldn't breathe right, then climbed on, grinding on his tongue like she meant to leave him there. Not standard discipline, but Ricky wouldn't forget it anytime soon.