Admittedly, it put a cramp in my love-life to some extent, but Diane and I had managed to fit in some intimate personal time for ourselves here and th...re. Though whenever we did, or made it obvious we needed some alone time, Sandy's mood and demeanor would noticeably change during those times.Sandy and Diane were similar in appearance too. Very often people would take them for sisters, not quite twins ... but they looked, and dressed alike a good deal of the time. I found myself quite. She looked at me and smiled, whose bum do you think was caned. We were called back into the office and severely lectured but we were told we would not be expelled but given a severe lesson they hoped we wouldn't forget. Mike was up first and Mr Jaques told him to bend over and gave him six strokes on his backside. He stayed very still but groaned out loud and tears rolled down his cheeks. I felt so sorry for him but strangely excited by the spectacle and became wet. Fortunately, nobody. “Do you want me to go fast?”, he asked. I nodded. “Then turn around”, he said.I obliged and bent over the stool. He put his cock back into my pussy and now was ramming me hard. His hands were grabbing my big boobs tightly. I too began moaning loudly.“Yeah… yeah… yeah… oh, yes… fuck me, Vipin… like that… fuck me like that… fuck me baby… ah… ah… ah… ah… yes.”This made him go wild and he increased his pace even more. His speed continued to rise and so did my moaning. But the sound of music was so. Sara slid the vibrator against her wet swollen clit, and moaned as she climaxed again. Sara fell to sleep, dreaming about the houseful of college boys. Sara awoke a couple of hours later, and could hear the boys still watching the game. Her pussy ached, and she really needed fucked badly. Sara had a plan, she remembered how her son Jeffrey, couldn’t handle his liquor very well. So, Sara quickly dressed and ran to the kitchen. She mixed some very strong drinks, and took them to the living room.