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“Yeeeowch!” Jane glared at her son, his handprint stinging on her bottom.

“Danny, you embarrass me again and I’ll put you over my knee like I did when you were. . .”

“Actually, Mom, you’re 38. That puts you out of the meat lottery.”

And into free-snuff by any male family member, Jane realized with a chill.

The mall soon resounded to a vigorous spanking and Jane’s wails.

Jane didn’t regret her reddened backside long – A plastic knife isn’t the best tool for cutting throats, but Danny was determined. Jane’s fat MILF ass was just as fuckable dead.