I knew it would hurt and I knew how much it would hurt. I let the pain flow through me and didn't cry. As long as I didn't let the pain "get to me", I...was OK. I wouldn't panic. The terror wouldn't set in. I could take it... and I wouldn't humiliate myself.That was the problem. For them, the whole point of the spanking was to get me to cry - to scream and beg for mercy. In their minds, I was supposed to humiliate myself. Somehow, I had hoped that we could avoid that particular aspect of my. She leaned away from him and looked deeply into his eyes. "I just want someone like you," she said, more softly this time, her lips parted and her eyes nearly closed. Their lips were only inches apart and her breasts were beating a drum pattern against his chest. Jamey kissed her lightly on the lips."I love you honey," he said, and his words were soaked with the passion that was trembling within him.She kissed him back, then leaned in for another, deeper kiss, her tongue flicking from between. I kept doing it trying to make her beg for my entire cock to penetrate her and she did. “Please, no more games.” I had to oblige. I pushed my dick right into her surprisingly tight vagina and started to fuck her. My right hand was cupping her right breast and I leaned forward to suck on her left tit like a newborn baby. And all this time, my dick was ramming into her like a battering ram trying to break down a castle’s gate. She was trying to keep her moaning and cries of satisfaction down. " I'll stay with you Lana; you know how you get sometimes when it starts." Hannah said.As Ana ran in search of the nearest girl's room, Hannah and Lana walked toward the vending machine.Lana sat on a bench next to it and as Hannah got her the drink she pulled out a pack of pills from her pocket.After taking it and sitting a minute or two Lana said, "You better go ahead, I'm okay but I better go slowly." Well I'll wait for you," Hannah insisted."Nah, that's okay, go ahead; remember, you are.