I opened it up and saw that it was from my art professor. The email went on explaining that I might be able to earn extra credit after all. It went on...further to say that a model for the evening class wasn’t going to be able to make it and that I should give him a call. So I did. “Hi Tony, this is Julia. I read your email, so I called.” “Thanks for calling Julia. So yeah, my evening class was going to paint from a live model tonight, but she is unable to make it and I remembered that you wanted. As Post kissed, licked all around his ass, Bob was enjoying the attention, saying to himself: "Why can't Cindy do this to me?" Then the horny professor spread his cheeks and licked his anus. "Oh, wow!" Bob moaned. His asshole twitched with please as Post licked deeper, opening the hole to what would be his deflowering.(Pic Six)Bob smiled and looked back to watch the chemist feel and gently caress his now open and stimulated buttocks. Post was very satisfied with this boy's ass, how smooth,. She shut her eyes and started tracing circles around her nipples. Her moans were short and high-pitched. Squeezing her nipples elicited an even better response as her juices began to make a wet spot on the bedsheets. I felt myself get wet as I watched the spectacle before me."This won't take long," she broke the silence, eyes still closed."Aah!" She shoved two fingers up her pussy and angled them upward, using her other hand to work her clit."Yes, yes, yes," she repeated. The sounds of her. Anyhow, she wanted to know the particulars of how we spent the evening. I really did not want to go into that much detail, but you had told me that I had to. She was surprised that I took as much of you into my throat as I had, and could not get over the anal sex we had shared. She had so many questions, about how I could manage such things, and how it felt, and how could I enjoy them, that it was a very near thing for me to get dressed before Ben came home. As it was, I was nearly caught, and.