Anger pushed its way through me, and my cerise energy reformed in my hands, pulsing between cerise and magenta in the center. Bursts of light came fro...m my hands, killing the mashante around me. I saw green bursts of energy come from the other being as he, too, killed some mashante. The few remaining mashante ran off into the darkness, knowing they were beat. Slowly the energy was absorbed by my body, dissipating the energy in my hands. My whole body was shaking as I stood looking at my. A few days later Sally was back at Winterbottoms house-clutching the magazine 'have you seen this?' she offers the magazine to him-he smiles knowingly and leads her by the hand to his library-he points to a pile of magazines-'Janus' is just one of many such 'spanking' magazines 'got to keep up with the times!' he winks at her-and they both burst out laughing!Epilogue:1987:'the artworld was saddened to hear the death of the world famous landscape painter sir Cedric Winterbottom' the times. His hand moved up my stomach and cupped my breast as his mouth continued to feast on my neck, nipping and licking. Oh, yes, I thought again, this man knows me. ‘Scott,’ I moaned. His fingers continued to glide over my breast over my shirt, and my nipple responded immediately to his touch. I wanted more. I could feel my desire raging, begging to be released. I arched my back, pressing my ass against his rapidly hardening cock and my breast against his palm. He responded immediately. He cupped. .. oh fuck yes, Master. Lick my pussy, Master. Oh shit yes... mmm!" she groaned as her hand grasped at her head, slamming side to side from the immense orgasmic emotion she felt.Her body shook at the orgasm that began to rush through her body at having Jack eat her pussy out. It was, beautiful and yet pure agony at the same time. It was wonderful.Jack could feel a small wave of her honey begin to drip on his tongue, as he continued licking her cunt out from inside. His head buried deep into her.