Birthday boy my boy Zac, vol. 2

Zac’s birthday gave an excuse to indulge in their dynamic. A birthday spanking was added to the gifts, with bare skin as the only option. The act blurred lines between discipline and pleasure, reinforcing their shared history. The firm, round ass belonged to a grown man Zac had fathered and raised. A mix of paternal pride and dominant desire surged as the spanking intensified, each smack drawing arousal from both. The sight of Zac’s parted cheeks and exposed hole pushed restraint further. Climbing onto the bed, he spread Zac’s legs to deliver the real present. A fleeting thought crossed his mind about Zac’s childhood tradition of gifting candy, knowing he’d eat half himself.