Our ritual every night before we go to bed is that Kayla leans over the bed. I often fall into contemplating the contrast between her skin and my hand.
Her skin so soft, supple, and creamy.
My hand darkened by the sun, roughened skin with a callus or two, many tiny scars and marks from the years of hard work they have done.
While those hands do deliver spankings and can be as hard as any paddle, they can also be gentle as they caress her soft tender skin with butt rubs and pats.
My hand creates a contrast against Kayla’s skin.
Lots of other folks are participating in the February Photo Fest, click the Lips below to see who else is in on the fun.
