" So you think I can't get it up anymore, huh?" her father hissed."Well, mom has been dead for a long time now, Dad," Betsy said. "I just naturally fi...ured..." That frigid old bitch! It was dead for us a long time before she finally made it official. Now she was the one cunt I really couldn't get it up for." Daddy," Betsy winced, "please don't talk like this..." Aw, it really wasn't your mother's fault. She couldn't help getting old. Just like I can't help liking my pussy young. Sure remember. Rudra grabbed her hips and thrust heavily into her. She turned around and looked at the artist as they fucked.Savita: Oh fuck! Get deeper in me, Rudra!Suddenly she heard Rudra gasp and looked at the door.Rudra (gasps): Myra! Why are you here?Myra: I left my backpack, so I came to get it. Who the fuck is this?Rudra (flustered): Uh…Savita, this is Myra, a student from University-Myra (interrupting): -I’m his muse.Savita: You said I was your muse!Rudra (hesitating): Both of you are my muses! Myra. Luckily there isn’t much of a clothing policy at the school, so far, and she’s by no means the only one with leg and tummy on show. Boys were noticing her more, she said, and some had even talked to her. She sent in her essay, and I stretched a point and gave it a C+. It was better than her usual standard, at least.On the Thursday evening I picked her up at seven and drove us into my garage. I waited until the door had closed before I got out, because I suspected from her manner that Faye was. As she continued to flip through the pictures, she got more and morestunned. The clothes became less and less. Then, nothing at all. Bobbie!Faye raged. Allegra is going to kill me! I'll never work again.Justice, she better figure this out quickly.Everyone had cleared out while Bobbie spent forever on the phone. Whothe hell is she talking to in there? When Bobbie finally came out, therewas an uncomfortable silence."So, princess," Faye started, folding the laptop closed. "You want toexplain those.