When seeing finely tuned specimen leaning over a bar stool, and a sudden urge to slap their ass consumes you. Instead of coming up from the top, and or the side, the specimen would appreciate more if you slap it from the bottom. Palm up, where the thigh and the ass cheek meet. The sound of this dirty south is luminous, and the brilliance behind the feel, just might cause euphoria.
Warning: If the specimen has balls, please higher the downward motion, so you don’t get punched in the face.
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