But his feeling of shame disappeared when she offered him the job, a nine-week stint with three classes a week, which he accepted.But his feeling of shame disappeared when she offered him the job, a nine-week stint with three classes a week, which he accepted. In his excitement, he totally forgot he had left his semen on the floor behind the screen. ``OK Jerry,'' she said. ``We'll see you tomorrow at 7. We're going to have you pose for an artistic essay entitled `Humility.' See you then.'' Veronica waited for Jerry to leave, then went over to where he had cum on the floor. She felt aroused, she felt powerful as she dipped her finger into the thickening puddle of jism. She smelled its faint musty odor and wondered if Jerry had ever tasted his own ejaculate. She felt sexually aroused as she remembered the look on Jerry's face when he masturbated. Veronica took a paintbrush with a rather thick handle, caressed its smooth shaft, and then rubbed it along the sensitive folds of her pussy through her silk dress. She could feel herself becoming very wet. Oh, how she wanted to masturbate, to jam that paintbrush up her asshole while she fingered her sopping cunt gash. |