I readily agreed because I needed an outlet for my need to exhibit myself to women. It became a driving force at this stage in my life, and posing nak...ed for a group of want-to-be artists would be perfect. During the day I would work as a landscaper, two evenings a week I'd pose in her class. The art teacher's name by the way, is Ms. Purdy. She is about thirty years old. She is a vivacious, short, slim, small busted brunette. Her students love her because she had the knack at putting everyone at. Flipping the cap open, she handed the bottle to Emma.“Lube it good,” she instructed. Emma squirted a stream of clear liquid onto the rubber phallus and I watched it trickle down one side before she wrapped her hand around it. She stroked up and down, like she had when she masturbated me, and I saw the toy gleam in the light as she coated it thoroughly.“Do we lock him or up something?” Emma asked Jess, pointing at me with the dildo.Jess put a finger to her chin while she eyed me and. I nuzzled between her thighs and licked her all over. I French-kissed her fuck hole, dipping my tongue inside.“Mmm, you taste so good, babe,” I told her between licks. “Do you want a taste?” I coated my fingers in her pussy juice and slipped them in and out of her slowly, I didn’t want to go wild and make her cum just yet, I wanted her right on the edge.“Oh god, mmm, Faye. I don’t know, is that weird to taste myself?” She wiggled her hips a little and shuddered when I slipped my finger back. Laurie was waiting for them at the top of the stairs, but before the last stair had been reached, she turned and ran down the hallway between Sir Glen’s private rooms and the novice hall. Leif paused almost wanting to shout at her not to leave on his account but it was the commanding voice that reminded Leif of his place in this conclave. ‘This way Mr. Leif.’ And Sir Glen led him to a room directly across from his own. With a wry smile, and an impish twinkle Leif looked up mildly surprised as.