She bent down to the pick up her underwear from the floor when I told her she can just change right there. She straightened up and once again slid out...of the lingerie. She knelt down to pick up her panties when I told her to first put the lingerie on a hanger so it doesnt get dirty. She looks around and says, But I dont see a hanger Master. When she said the word Master I could feel all three pairs of eyes looking at me in admiration. The silent one, Billy, gave me an approvingly nod. I see. He would wrap her in red satin sheets until she was comfortable enough to let them drop and stand before him completely naked. Every time he sketched her it was as if she felt his pencil tracing along the edges of her delicate skin. And now it was as if every hand in the class was upon her body. Sketching her curves and taking in her body in details that only an artist could. He was right. The feeling was intoxicating. The room was completely silent except for the faint sound of pencils. I put the tip of it in my mouth and started sucking it like a cock pushing it deeper and deeper. my throat fully open i kept pushing it in vowing to myself not to stop . 6" 8" 10" no problem starting to gag feeling my throat get gaped I pushed now chocking but not stopping. ONE LAST MAJOR PUSH and it was all the way in. breathing heavy through my nose still gagging and choking all of a sudden i started to feel vomit burn my throat as it started to gush out from the sides of the cuke. I quickly. Sandy didnt know yet that I was bi, and I was hesitant to share that yet. I had been talking to her cousin Billy and we had a lot in common. I was about to find out we had more things in common than I thought.Someone asked Billy to go to his place and get some music for the party. Apparently he had a good sized collection of albums and he asked if I wanted to come pick some out. We headed to his place a couple miles away. We went in and the first thing I saw was a full wall of shelves from.