Certainly it seemed to reach further back in her throat as she now was now being face fucked – gently - but firmly. She reveled in the deliciously n...ughty almost slut like way in which she was abandoned to these two men.As he held her head her new friend established a steady rhythm as he pulled back and then pushed himself forward into Anne's waiting mouth. She could sense his excitement too - his breathing was getting faster. He let go of Anne's head and his hand reached down to play with her. She’d never done life drawing before but it sounded like fun, so paid her fee and signed down instantly.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Finally, it was the day of her first class, so she hurried to the Royal Academy. Bounding up the stairs two at a time, she was the first to arrive. The teacher was just how she had envisaged, an older gentleman in a tweed blazer (he even had patches on the elbows!). Stood in place she. I saw he had cranberry juice in the refrigerator. I decided to make myself a mix drink, knowing that my daddy wouldn't mind. I made a vodka and cranberry drink and sat down on the couch with it. It's my favorite drink and I took slow sips so I wouldn't get too drunk. Daddy came out the bathroom and sat next to me on the couch with a beer in his hand. He started asking me about guys at school. I never told him about my boyfriend and I really didn't want to, fearing that he might be jealous. I. She said “What’s so funny, Anh – me?” I stopped laughing to reply “No, no em – you just reminded me of an actress taking her helmet off and shaking her hair like that in ‘Charlie’s Angels’; what are you doing here?” I changed to a more serious tone, and then she picked up my briefcase from in front of her “Did you forget something, Anh?” I nodded, and opened my gates, sweeping an arm down and bowing, inviting her in; she rode into the courtyard and parked it, handing my case to me. “Thank you,.