She walked into her mother's studio, but her greeting died on her lips.Directly in front of her was a fantastically built male model, posing nude for ...her mother. He looked to be about 6'5", and was extremely muscular although more like an athlete than a body builder. His face was very hansom, and while Meagan tried to keep her eyes on his face, it was impossible to resist the temptation to dip her gaze lower. Dangling below an eight pack of washboard abs, was a fine specimen of male penis.. By now she had hoped to have made some close friends but it just hadn't worked out that way with the heavy workload she was carrying.Even in college and having just a handful of good friends, with no boy friends at all, Robin worried about her seeming total disinterest in men and often wondered if she were maybe gay, and although she never showed it, she was always more interested in being with the girls. While her friend Joan had always k**ded her that she was sexually repressed and just. Michelle gasped at the contrast of the cold vegetable against her flaming pussy, and pushed the tapered cucumber deep into her pussy. She gripping the end tightly, and began to fuck herself hard. Her juices were flowing around the cucumber, and down into the crack of her ass, and the empty cottage filled with the squelching sounds of her organic dildo invading her dripping young cunt. Michelle was jerked from her reverie back to reality, at the feel of the cold, wet nose pushing into her. She held it up as she backed up until her legs were against the bed. She sat and spread her legs straight out. The finger traced a line from the bottom of her pussy up to the little button at the top. It circled around the button several times. ‘Oooohh,’ she groaned. Her eyes closed as she fell back on the bed. ‘I can see your cock coming towards me. It looks so eager to get inside.’ Her movements cast a spell on Niki. Her last sentence broke it and he rushed forward. He leaned over her and.