Are you kissing or slapping it first

You spot those YogaPants stretched tight across a perfect round ass, and the question hits you before you can stop it.

You feel your palm twitch with the urge to find out, hovering just close enough to feel the warmth radiating through the fabric. You trace the curve with your eyes first, letting the tension build until it becomes almost unbearable.

You lean in, lips brushing the surface before your hand makes the decision for you — a sharp, satisfying crack that leaves your fingers stinging and your pulse somewhere it shouldn't be.