” I excitedly cut it. “Let me explain first. The assignment for the class is a painting of a fully nude model. In order to do this, you will be na...ed in front of about twenty people or so.” I went silent. There was no way I could be a nude model for an art class. Models had that certain look and appeal and I didn’t think I had anything like that. The thought of it rushed through my mind, picturing myself in the middle of a room, with people painting me as I lie there nude. Then I thought of the. Now, the wife is taking a shower now and we are in the garage getting high, she starts telling how having sex while high is the best, and I agreed. I wanted to push the conversation a bit more so I told her, “yes, the good old days getting high with your sister fucking her hours... always extremely wet, shit I remembered my dick would never go down, good fucking days” we both started laughing. Then she mentions she hasn’t gotten any in months and that she missed her dildo! “It’s been so long. He put His hand on mine and smiled, “It’s ok, my slut, I booked your tickets a couple of weeks ago to go and meet John.” I was stunned and looked at Master, “What do you mean?” I asked. “You’re leaving today to go and meet him.” “But I haven’t packed anything Master and I want to spend time with you and I don’t have my passport and ….” I trailed off as we parked at the international terminal. He got out of the car and went to the boot to get my suitcase out. He came and opened my door and. “Now, Lana, I did ask you to be willing to fuck yourself on my dick, and that is still what I want. But,” I said, as she started to get up. “here’s how I want you to do it.” I took Lana and turned her away from me, keeping her thighs touching and pulled her down, until finally my cock was pressing against her pussy. I spread my legs wide, accommodating her legs between mine as I felt her settle down onto my cock. “Good,” I said, feeling her pussy compressed by the closeness of her thighs..