1. 04. Madame Jolie's Art Class


    Date: 11/16/2017, Categories: Masturbation, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    knee-length, loose Victorian underwear, albeit white, which she quickly wriggled out of too. So then she was left dressed in booted opaque stockings and her formal buttoned-up jacket but nothing else. My dick sprung to attention again, especially when she picked up her skirt and laid it out on a chair and I watched her creamy naked buttocks swell from the confines of her starched clothing. She turned and smiled stiffly at me. She clearly wasn’t a natural blonde, her bush a dark auburn. This is more like it! My cock nodded excitedly and she self-consciously trotted back to her place and picked up her book, coquettishly bending over to retrieve it. “You must imagine I am one of Schiele’s whores!” She said as she sat, one knee raised, one rotated ninety degrees to the floor, offering an uncompromising view of her shockingly full, downy vulva. Now I had something to look at the time flew by, I have no idea how long Madame was drawing me. All I know is she posed for me, I posed for her, and I liked it. Whether she was enjoying this as much as me I couldn’t tell, though she was making sure that each time she moved, there was something to keep me entertained. Lying on her front, sketchbook on the floor, and looking up, she was kicking her feet in the air and opening her knees. Or sitting on a chair, holding up her sketchbook between us, she poised her bum cheeks on the edge and opened her legs tendon-poppingly wide. It was in this pose that she said to me, “Monsieur you keep ...
    swallowing, would you like a glass of water?” “No I’m fine. It’s just my mouth is watering” She peered around the sketchbook, a little smile on her face. “And why is this?” I flicked my eyes down at her plump folds, where her conspicuous inner labia stuck out like a sharks fin and I was just aching to open her up, preferably with my tongue. She laughed. “Oh I see! Well I am flattered to attract the attentions of the great Fluffer! My dear I am married, and enjoy resisting these urges, they are for my husband n’est pas? As delicious as the thought may be… Bon!” She finished another drawing in a flourish and told me to turn sideways. She crossed her legs, now, though it made no difference to me at this stage. It was going to take a week to lose this erection. We were soon finished. Madame Jolie’s nakedness, and the whole situation, had me madly ready to fuck; a fact she noted as she grabbed her clothes and looked at me. A proper look this time, one that made us both blush. She let me watch her dress in silence with a knowing expression, pulling up her skirt and fastening it as she sighed. “Monsieur Jolie is not going to believe his luck this afternoon I think!” She smirked pulling on a glove and fiddling with the other while stepping over to me. I was still naked and erect, in the vain hope she might change her mind, and I think she meant to walk past but was drawn to a halt beside me. She looked me up and down in a very un-artistic fashion and sighed as we stood close together, her ...
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