Abigail and Madison continued to land the hard spanks on the very red and now bruised bottom cheeks and could hear that both teachers were crying free...y, just as they knew the girls did at college when they were spanked and caned. However, this spanking was very much harder because they were able to use the thick wooden spatula which had been used every time the two teachers were spanked by the committee.Once both of the teachers' bottoms were bruised blue, Abigail looked across at Madison,. As we got to the floor where our rooms were, she pushed open one of the double doors and let me carry the bags through. In the bar outside reception, all I could smell was the hint of cigarette smoke coming out of everyone's clothes. But now... as I walked past her, I could smell the sweet vanilla of her perfume. It was subtle and not so strong as to be sickly. There was something else that I could smell along with it, something that I liked but just didn't know what it was. We were almost. I love this shit.Sean says, "What the fuck man?"Replying I bark, "Get in, man. Close the door."Unable to see anything but cock and balls, you can tell Sean hasn't moved. The van door is wide open. You're so exposed as you make slurping sounds around my nuts. You wiggle your ass. This guy standing outside the van door doesn't even know what your face looks like. He's getting introduced to your pussy and asshole before he ever sees your face.Sean asks again, "Hey, Khambrel, what the fuck cousin?. I liked the feel of it. Ifound there was still a great deal of semen there. I brought my finger up to my face and looked at the thick semen move around my finger as I moved it around. Being a virgin and a good girl, no matter what my mother thought about me staying out late, this was my first time to look at semen up close. I sniffed my finger and smelled the familiar smell of pussy. It was mixed though with a different scent. I tasted the mixture of mother and father that was on my finger.