Susan let out a moan and grabbed Lesly’s hand and led her to the table. She pulled Lesly’s robe down off of her shoulders and laid it on the table... Lesly sat on the table with her legs spread facing to where she figured that the most men would be. Susan dropped her robe and sat on the bench and ran her small hands up the insides of Lesly’s silky smooth thighs. Lesly’s head fell back as Susan’s fingers inched their way up to the dark pink lips of her pussy. Lesly let out a loud sigh as her. To her delight and relief, he was. The next part would be harder. Holly explained her situation, and summoning all of her feminine powers of persuasion, pleaded with him to be their model that day, strategically saving the most important detail for last. “Of course, life models pose in the nude,” she said, trying her best to sound matter-of-fact about it. Luca, despite clearly wanting to help and please her, gulped.“Nude?” He replied nervously. Sensing his eagerness to please rapidly. “Wake up, my love.”I kissed her as I thrust my cock through her hymen. Her body bucked beneath me as the thin tissue tore. I buried deep into her tight pussy. My cock spasmed as I pressed on until I was fully buried in her virgin sheath.Her lips moved against mine. Her eyes fluttered open. I stared into the green depths. She was awake.I lifted up on my arms and broke the kiss.“My Lord,” she moaned, her eyes opening. “You have finally claimed me.”She thought I was my father. “I'm not Mark. I'm. I’m working a bit late since I have to finish a few things up anyways, so luckily someone was here to get me back on track. What about you? Is this your normal shift?” I figured small talk would soothe things over. Well, I say that, but in reality I found myself asking more out of interest than anything else. Though I know I shouldn’t. It’s work though so there’s no harm done.“Not exactly. I ran into some issues today with my computer, but I believe everyone may be gone for the night. Are you.