It wasn’t my cum, but God I was hot at that point. “I think you do like what you see,” she giggled. “Anything you want to do now?” “What d... you mean?” I gulped. I didn’t want her sayinng anything in front of Mike. “Come on, tell me what you want to do and I’ll let you do it babe. Are you having some nasty thoughts? You can tell us, Mike won’t tell anyone. Just tell me what you want.” It felt like my cock grew even longer. She was going to make me say it in front of Mike. I swallowed hard, I. Watching them all I was so horny my hand slid between my thighs I couldn’t care now who watched I needed to cum.“Stop that slut!” John’s voice boomed out.I stopped immediately. They helped me off the table and lay me on one of the settee’s that were around the room. John then made me suck him while he toyed a little with my clit I was getting desperate. When he called over this other man whose cock wasn’t as thick as Johns but was longer and the guy just rammed it up me.Gawd it was fantastic. She broke the spell.“I am so sorry, Julian. I was crazy, and now I’m going to pay for my mistakes. I need you to go on. Forget me. I don’t deserve you. Ever since high school you’ve been there for me, and now I’ve screwed up, irredeemably screwed up. I deserve to be punished and I will be; I will be going to prison. Just—please my good man, don’t hate me, please,” she said, choking back her tears. I finally found my voice.“One question, Ava,” I said. “Do you love me?”“Of course,” she said. “You. Some of these I found quite difficult to sustain, and so I was given more frequent rests. Others stimulated arousal, as I felt they displayed me in a somewhat submissive, sexual context. Joan did not seem to notice my erections on these occasions, or chose to ignore them. She made many sketches, before choosing the positions she would like to commit to canvas. She told me that a few of her class wanted to know if they could try me out as a subject. I immediately agreed, and Joan charged them a.