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Then she started to finger herself and that scene, I will not forget in my life. She removed her saree, then her petticoat, and her pink underwear.Aft...r fingering herself, she started to poke in the pencil and she is moving like hell. I thought why not use it to get more marks and much more from her, then started filming it. After entire scene got over, I rushed to my home and masturbated 5 times till next morning thinking about that.Next morning, she came to class and started to teach some. " What kind of modeling does he want you to do?" Nude modeling of course; I lay on a mat and his class paints pictures of me." I don't like you posing nude in front of him." Duuh, I was his girlfriend for over 6 months. He has seen me naked plenty of times. He is the only one that touches me as he positions me. The others can only look."I did not like the whole idea of her classes but she loved it. I still remember the first time she showed me a picture she had painted. It was an abstract that. Alice: Now? Oh come on.Kate: A game is a game.Alice removed the jacket and gave it back and flashed for the guy. She got a smile in return. And they continued their ride back home when the timer beeped again.Alice: Time for a toss Kate.Now Ashley won it.Alice: Revenge time Kate.By the time Alice looked at Kate she was nude again but this time managed to throw the clothes and jacket our of the car.Kate: You were gonna make me naked any way. Now even you'll have to be naked. No more clothes in. I moaned softly and yelped as he got rougher. I came closer and closer to cumming on his hand. ‘I’m about to come.’ I moaned, to which he removed his hand from my clit. I groaned in frustration. ‘Not here baby. There are children about. Come with me.’ He stood up and offered me his hand which I took. He picked up my bag and slung it over his shoulder as he lead me into the woods surrounding the park. He could have been a killer for all I knew, but I was too horny to care. I needed to cum. He.
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He isnt getting out of here that fast though. I suck the rest of his amazing cum from his cock and let it go half limp. I lay back amd spread my leg... wide open exposing my extremely tight pussy. He gets down on his knees and starts licking and sucking my clit, I have never had such a good pussy eating. When I am close to cumming he sticks his tongue deep in my pussy and twirls it around, I immediately cum in his mouth. Now the real fun starts. He slides up, I am thinking no way can he be. She thought she should just try her luck. “Come with me,” she ordered and stood and went over to Emily and took her upper arm. She pulled slightly wondering if Emily would resist but she didn’t. Emily let Helen guide her towards the dining table and just said time and again, “I’m sorry, Helen.” Helen stopped at the chest of drawers, opened the top one, and took out the wooden backed hairbrush. Emily stared at the hairbrush but still didn’t object. She used one just like that on her own. More

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