Art, the model, had been posing in front of our art class for nearly an hour, and I had finished drawing his face and chest. I was working my way down... and for some strange reason I always had the most problem with legs. Both mens' and womens'. I don't know why, they always came out looking surreal, thin and spindly or fat and hairy. I was actually a decent artist, much to my surprise. I had only signed up for the course because I needed three more credits to graduate and 'Drawing and Art. "Well I think we really should get to know each other," he said movingslightly closer to me as I tapped ash nervously from the end of mycigarette, "Sleezball," I thought to myself. As he moved closer his handstrayed towards my knee coming to rest on it he gently massaged it as Ifroze at his touch. "And what do you think you are doing young man?" came the noise frombehind him as Eddie's mother returned from the bathroom. "Beat it grandma, I'm just getting to know this little fox." "Well you. As I was gently rubbing Stacey's pussy through those sexy little dark purple panties with one hand, my other hand gently massaged her tits. I then leaned down and started gently kissing her inner thigh and legs. I slowly kissed my way up her stomach to her tits. Her breathing grew much heavier and light moans would occasionally escape her. I slowly kissed her nipples as my other hand continued to rub her pussy. I then continued kissing my way up her neck and she squirmed under me. I gently. When I stood my cock was at half mast and swelling.“EDDIE! Tell me quick. Is touching allowed?”“If I touch you, Savita, you will have to tell me when to stop.”“And if I don’t?”“You will be fucked right here in your office.”“You would fuck me without a condom? Knowing I would most likely be impregnated by your huge naked cock?”“Yes, and fucked more than once, unless you wanted me to stop.”“What would happen to our baby?”“He would live with his mother, and us, at our ranch. He would grow up with.