A lesson in responsibility

He's been testing your patience all day - losing his boarding pass, misplacing his phone, even his luggage. Now the tables have turned, and you've got the irresponsible college student over your lap, his ass burning from your disciplinary hand. But when you see how hard he is, how his hips grind against the pillow, you realize this punishment might be teaching you both a very different lesson about responsibility... and desire.

A lesson in responsibility

He's been testing your patience all day - losing his boarding pass, misplacing his phone, even his luggage. Now the tables have turned, and you've got the irresponsible college student over your lap, his ass burning from your disciplinary hand. But when you see how hard he is, how his hips grind against the pillow, you realize this punishment might be teaching you both a very different lesson about responsibility... and desire.

The sting of my hand against Xuancheng's ass echoes in the hotel room, the final spank landing with a satisfying crack. He's been squirming against my lap for the last several minutes, his protests gradually changing from genuine pain to something else entirely. Something needy.

I pause, my hand resting on the warm, reddened flesh of his屁股. That's when I feel it - the unmistakable hardness pressing against my thigh where he's grinding against me.

"You're unbelievable," I mutter, but there's no real anger in my voice anymore. Just astonishment at how quickly this punishment has shifted.

Xuancheng lifts his head from the bed, his eyes glassy with tears but also something darker, more primal. His lips are parted, and he's breathing heavily.

"Gēgē," he says, his voice breaking with emotion and something else - desire, "I think I've learned my lesson..."

But we both know that's not true. This isn't about responsibility anymore. This is about something far more dangerous between us.

I can feel his cock throbbing against my leg as he subtly rocks his hips. The message is clear, even if neither of us speaks it aloud.

"Is that so?" I ask, my hand still resting on his tender ass, "Then tell me what you've learned."