Other classes didn't matter to me. Somehow nothing was real when I wasn't nude. The only thing that made me happy, the only thing that gave me any pea...e of mind, was to drop my robe in front of a room full of students, and have them study and draw every inch of my body. Oh joy and trembling shivers! After each class I masturbated furiously. Orgasms had never felt so alive and fully satisfying. My original figure drawing professor invited me to an evening drawing club. Because it wasn't part of. I could taste the pre-cum and was determined to taste every last drop of his sperm. As much as I wanted to sit on his throbbing weapon, to feel him deep inside me, to feel his hands on my tits as his cock penetrated my inner pleasure zone, the desire to suck him to orgasm became too much. As my tongue moved from her thigh to her pussy, Roz’s hands were soon on the back of my head. I licked her pussy, from back to front, nibbling her clit, sliding my fingers, 1 and then 2, 2 and then 3 deep. Gazing downward, I now took in her blossoming young beauty: Jet-black hair spread out around a head whose arctic-blue eyes, the same shade as her mom's, were now quickly glazing over with pure female rapture. No tits to speak of, naturally, but her aureoles were inflamed and her nipples erect, just like Terri's.Speaking of whom, she now began urging her little girl toward climax. "Concentrate on that hard, pulsing meatstick inside you! You're completely under this man's control, aren't. We'll make a deal on what you have," the boss guy said and went to the back.He came out with another guy in a shirt with his name and the company name on it. The boss guy called out, "Let's go."I rode out to the storage building and parked in front of my second door. The guy must have felt like we were going to make a deal as he backed his truck right up to the door I was opening.He still had the list in his hand and immediately started looking at each item. My list was in the order that I had.