When you grew bored, you pushed my head all the way down on your cock once, making me fight not to gag as it stretched my throat. Then you pulled it o...t dripping wet. It looked huge and appetizing, glistening in front of me like that. "Good girl," you told me, kissing my forehead before moving around behind me again. You unceremoniously shoved two fingers into my tight pussy to check I was sufficiently wet for you, and, satisfied, placed your cock at my entrance. But then you stopped. "Beg,. Stacy put her hands over mine, pressing them harder against her firm mounds. I followed her lead, squeezing them harder, running her nipples between my fingers. Stacy moaned and leaned forward, putting her hands on my chest, pressing her clit against me as she started to grind, rocking her hips backwards and forwards. I looked at her face, a picture of pleasure. “Fuck. You look amazing riding me,” I said, loving the feel of her tightness on my hard shaft. “I love riding you,” she whispered.. The thunder of my pulse drowns out other sounds as her soft, warm hand rests on my shoulder. I cannot breathe as her silky hair brushes my cheek. She smells... clean. Clean and fresh, with just a hint of lavender and something else... "Very good, Justine!" I can barely hear her whispered compliment over the pounding of my pulse!I sigh with relief and longing as she drifts away, murmuring encouragement to other students as she passes.Why, oh why did I take THIS art class! Even as the thought. It was then, that I noticed that there was hairtickling the back of my bare shoulders. I looked back at my crotch only tosee what a normal little girl's immature sex would look like from theoutside. After a couple of minutes it became apparent that it was finishedand that I was now a little girl.Crystal looked at me with awe and finally said. "I can't believe this. Craig,what just happened to you? Tell me everything." She demanded.I began to tell her and stopped to clear my throat and began.