And, of course, the artist will have to interview the ass in question.”There was a riot of chatter and a number of voices yelling “Me. I want in.�...�“I think that’s enough for today. In case you haven’t seen it, our student exhibition was reviewed in this morning’s Times. Some of you might be interested. There is a copy on the desk. Take whatever time you need to finish your project this morning, but officially, class is dismissed.”The boys were excited, as well they should be. I was dressed in a. "it's time for your medicine" she said as she approached me, all the time I was lying there undressed looking down at her slutty fishnet stockings and her mini skirt, where her soft smooth flesh was visible between her fishnet stocking top and the bottom of her skirt.I felt myself harden under the duvet as I looked from her legs up into her brown eyes and noticed her run her tongue around her bright red coloured slutty lips. I wasn't wearing any boxers and my cock was free to twitch and flex. I sat down opposite her and admired her lovely legs as I told her the vague recollection of my activities last night and why I am in such a mess this morning, she smiled and giggled at my exploits and she stood up and wandered into the lounge.“Fucking Hell!” came the scream as she walked back in with a horror look on her face trying hard not to laugh, she sat back down and put her arm on my shoulder, “Don’t worry Frank, I will help you clean up” she said in a soft and reassuring voice, I smiled. "Dad sat down again and put his head in his hands, he looked hurt and angry at the same time and I wished that there was something I could do or say to ease his pain. Then he looked up and his eyes went wide, in an instant there was a bulge in his trousers and it didn't take a genius to guess that my dress had ridden up enough to show off my bare pussy. Dad blushed and looked away after a moment and it suddenly occurred to me that there was something I could do to ease his pain; at least to.