The New Queen - Duet - Part Two
I had posed for life classes at college so was used to staying still, but his drawings were so intimate. He knew me better than I knew myself.
I felt like a pig at a country show as Macey posed me, ruffled my hair, scraped it back to expose my face. Cupped my tits to emphasise my cleavage.
I wanted to run from the room, but I needed to stay and see the master at work.
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