I kept fucking and she came again. This went on till she came four more times. I was now moving faster and pumping her harder. She also was moaning lo...der. Her hips were moving in rhythm with my strokes. She was shouting, ‘yes anand faster and harder yes fuck it. Tear my cunt so that i have to get it stitched. I was about to cum. I said, renuka dear i am coming and started to shoot my sperm into her fuck canal but kept moving in and out of her cunt’. ‘Cum darling cum i am also reaching my. I understand professor Jenkins had indicated you would be doing some nudes." Yes," piped up a student sitting close to Mioki, "he said we would do some nudes toward the end of the semester."The new instructor smiled."Why wait?" If you want to draw the human body, you should SEE the human body. Art is life and life, art. You must live what you paint. Artists are not observers, they must participate in life, live it to the fullest. Only then can they bring true life to the canvas!"Mioki was. By the end of the day word had gotten around, and the men were stopping by nearly every fifteen minutes. And each time Maria was mortified by how exposed she was for them, her plugged ass squirming in her chair. With each visit she feared even more that she was being seen as nothing more than the pair of tits on display.With the day finally over, Maria made the walk home. Especially after a day as long as that, she was tired and her plugged ass was aching. It affected her stride and her breasts. “I hate it. I hate everything about it. I don’t even want to hand it into Ms. Brennan, let alone use it for my art portfolio to apply to university.” Right then she broke into tears. That’s one thing I couldn’t bear, seeing her cry. I remember seeing her in the cafeteria miserable and crying on a friend’s shoulder. I wish it could’ve been me consoling her that day. “It’s absolutely hideous and I don’t have time to make another for my portfo--” I grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her.