Next morning I woke up and went to work just like I normally do, spoke to a few of my co-workers and moaned and groaned about how work sucked, etc. I ...ot home an hour early around 4pm and walked inside. Nobody was home. Odd usually Rachel or mom was home all day. I walked upstairs "Mom? Rachel?" I called out then walked over to my moms bedroom door and opened it up. She was passed out taking a nap on the bed. I just stare at her for a moment and suddenly noticed her in a new light. Then it. I think everyone was feeling the onset of summer. We didn’t have a model as the class was working on finishing their final projects. Mine, of course, was painted on a wall in the admin building but I surprised Professor McIntyre with my new painting of Lissa in the bath. I liked it. The steam rising gave her an ethereal look. Melody and Kate were next to each other, supposedly painting, but frequently leaning in to whisper to each other. I kept sketching the two of them together on a small pad. When I reached my room I lowered her gently onto the bed, still keeping my finger buried in her arse. We came together for a passionate kiss our tongues entwining once more, during this kiss I began pumping my finger in and out of her arse which was becoming looser, helped by the juices flowing from her pussy some of which was fining its way inside her bum hole. We broke of the kiss and I kissed my way down to her very perky tits and began sucking on each of her engorged nipples in turn, and. But most of her just felt painfully turned on. A dirty little slut. That wasn’t who she was, but it was who she wanted to be. His mouth and tongue hot against her skin, he suddenly bit down hard on the breast he was sucking. She arched up, pressing harder against his mouth with another moan, “Oh fuck!”She could feel him smiling, before he released her to bring his lips to her neck. As he trailed open mouthed kisses down towards her collarbone, he murmured, his hands still palming one of her.