.you shouldn't, John. It's wrong...John. You...you shouldn't...touch me, my pussy, like that, John" she moans. She didn't want me to stop. My finger s...ide into her. "Nnno, John, not, in my pussy" she gushed. I will have none of it. I simply said, " Shhhh" as I looked into her eyes and cupped her pussy in my hand, rubbing the flat of my fingers over her panty covered mons, pushing just slightly on her clit, moving my fingers in circular motions over her clit, pressing, pushing, rubbing. Her eyes. "Britney what the..." before I could finish . "Leaving britney with a man on his own whether hes taken or single and not expecting britney to claim him? Use your common sense callum" her face slowly hovers to mine and begins kissing me. Her lips massaging my lips and her tongue licking the inside and outside of my mouth and her legs squeezing round me. "Ooohhh brit." "Shhhhhh relax, cheat with me." She said. "......ok"Her hands began rubbing all over me, I could feel my dick expanding and had a. They spoke for a few more minutes and then she excused herself because she had to go to another class. For the rest of the week she felt like the biggest fool. She had the opportunity to spend time with him and she turned it down. What a fool she was. Not knowing what made her do it, one day after class the following week, she went up to him after class and asked if his offer for coffee was still open. She was relieved when he said that it still was so after school that day, they went to the. I don't know if he was a smelly guy but the portrait looks like he didn't take very good care of himself.Halfway through our session, the doorbell rang."Ah," Mrs. James said as she stood and headed for the front door, "that'll be our model. She said she wanted to drop by and talk to us about it."I had no idea who or what to expect as a model for my very first serious oil portrait but curiosity was killing me as I sipped my tea and waited for them to come through to the kitchen. It was Andrea,.