I guess I’m a bit rough,” I replied sheepishly, realizing that I had carved a really jagged edge into the side of my model. And I kid you not, sh... replied back with the softest voice, “That’s okay, its better when it’s rough,” ran her hand along the back of my hair and left. Well what the hell was I supposed to do with that? When class ended, as usual I was left to do the cleaning up. The other kids in my art class were lazy as hell and literally didn’t do a thing when it came to packing up.. Gary broke our kiss, and withdrew his finger from my vagina and looked at me lovingly. Slowly, he reached his hands up, placed them on my shoulders, pressing down firmly but gently. I quickly understood what he was trying to do; he was trying to move me into a kneeling position in front of him. And as naïve as I was, I understood why he wanted me to kneel in front of him. I was not sure I was ready for that. I was not certain I wanted to advance our intimacy to that particular level.Yes, I. "It's worth the wait."Harry brought his throbbing cock against Ginny's hot dripping pussy, and she almost sucked him in through either magic or just plain horniness. Regardless, Harry explored her extremely tight pussy."Remember, this belongs to me," Harry said."Never doubt," Ginny said.The Master of Death squeezed Ginny's breasts and ass, signaling pretty much what else belonged to him. He swayed his hips back and forth, pushing his massive cock deep between Ginny's thighs.Each thrust drove. "We can't," Sandra said, looked at Peter and then asked, "Or ... Maybe ... Can we?" I don't know," Peter said, getting his hopes up again. "It's not really having sex. And ... you are still being punished. So, I would be allowed to touch you, even ... well, get you off by doing it."Sandra looked at Dina, noticed her smiling at her and then just thought, 'Why not? I sure wished it a moment ago that he would touch my pussy and get me off. And ... why couldn't I return the favor at the same time..