She used long strokes, short strokes, rotations of her hips and short pauses, dragging Wynn’s knob along every inch of her velvety sleeve. Wynn was ...nable to continue laying passive and pushed his hips in counter rhythm. Recovering from the surprise, he now delighted in the fulfillment of his wish. He was fucking his fantasy or rather she was fucking him, doing most of the labor. And she liked it as well. Wynn heard her moan, then gasp, breathing louder as she came closer to her own. All eyes were on her as she splashed along the water's edge. She felt like a model strutting down a runway. Instead of showing off the latest fashion trends, she was displaying her hard-earned body. And the crowd was loving it. Man after man, even some of the women, stopped what they were doing and eyeballed her. She tried to keep looking forward, pretending not to notice or care about their gazes, but she was a terrible actor. As much as she strained against it a smile kept creeping back onto. Or bad interesting?" I think it's good interesting. I got a phone call asking about Rara Avis." Really?" Yeah, really." Hollywood? Nashville? Austin? The New York Philharmonic?" That would be something, wouldn't it? But it was a high school kid. Wants to know if we will play for her and her friends." And they want to pay us?" he asked."I don't know if I'll want to get paid. I mean, it's high school kids. They are into music. I don't want take advantage of them." But they called with the. DING the last message “may I stop over after school” with a pic of his open mouth showing me the full load of thick cum. “Such a good slut, I will be waiting” was my reply. After reviewing the pics over and over and my panties getting wetter and wetter I could not concentrate on my drawings just thinking about his young hard sissy cock so I went shopping for a gift for him. Back in the studio by 2:30 again trying to get back to my drawings (deadline due for the spring fashions) I kept checking.