Paddle-Rific Pundering

During our most recent Friday night festivities, as I was horizonal, fully exposed, and receiving his stinging gifts, we had an interesting conversation. Thanks to the wonders of technology, I can share these heavily edited highlights.

R: Your butt is paddle-tested. B: It's paddle-hardened. R: And you have lovely paddle burns too. B: I'll have to take your word for that. R: They're absolutely paddlicious. B: Did you just do a restaurant review of my butt? R: You definitely have a paddle friendly bottom. B: My bottom doesn't think your paddle is very friendly. R: I'm taking you to Paddletopia. B: This must be the long route. R: With a side trip to Paddleopolis. B: Just as I suspected. R: The yelps you make are a paddle call. B: Then you must be a paddle rustler. R: When you tell all your friends, you're a paddle-tail. B: Do you have any idea how much this hurts? R: We shake, paddle, and roll. B: I'm holding out for roll. R: When we walk upstairs, it's a frontier paddle drive B: I'm getting paddle sore.

My spanking continued a while longer, but the puns ended there.