Another squirt of warmth spread around my stomach. The barbetween my ankles made it impossible for escape from the followingspankings on my already sc...eaming skin. The sounds of each smacksounded loudly in the van."That is so sexy seeing Amanda's cheeks so red," said Sandy, her voicesounding throaty with lust. "My turn."I pleaded with her to stop, but of course, it came out as muffled moanswith my mouth full of cock. Another hard smack lit my butt on fire. Isquirmed to escape the next hit, but. With their arms around each other, they turned around and joined their lover.Mandy missed the next few days of classes. Most of her professors understood and made allowances for her absence. Her art professor was as shocked as Greg had been at the intensity of the new paintings. He had to agree that there was a lot of passion in them and he urged her to paint more. He understood that for an artist, this was the best way for her to work out her anger and fear.However, Greg was very concerned. She didn’t go completely though me. It was like she stopped. Then my body shivered. That was all I remembered until my radio was going off. I shook my head to clear it and answered the beeping noise on my belt. It was Gibson. ‘Yes LT?’ ‘Were you off sl**ping again?’ ‘No.’ I shinned the flash light on my watch. I had lost over an hour. Jane was nowhere in sight. On a hunch I looked at the tombstone. It had the original name of Jane Apple scratched out and a new name scribbled beneath it, Sarah. "Yeah, baby, right there.....don't stop.....oh shit, you're making me cum!" With a thrust of her hips her juices unleashed all over his face.When she stopped convulsing, she sat up and said, "I need your cock right fuckin' now!" He took off his shirt and she unipped his jeans, releasing his raging hard cock. She had him lie down on the bed and she straddled him. She took his cock in her hand and rubbed the precum all over her pussy lips. She then placed it inside her and lowered herself.