Milkman discovers and disciplines me with breast fondling and harsh spanking

In the wee hours of the morning, I found myself in the garage, indulging in my usual routine of working out. Little did I know, the milkman was making his early deliveries, and he stumbled upon me in the throes of my exercise, completely bare. His stern gaze met mine, and with a stern look, he ordered me to drop to my knees. Without hesitation, he began to caress my breasts, his firm hands sending shivers down my spine.His stern demeanor transformed into a passionate one as he continued to fondle my breasts, his hands becoming more aggressive. He then proceeded to harshly spank my ass, each slap echoing through the garage. The punishment was harsh, but I couldn't deny the pleasure coursing through my body. His hands may have been rough, but the sensation was undeniable. The milkman's disciplinary actions were far from over, and I braced myself for what was to come next.