Hesitant, but not wanting to disappoint Miss Rinsky, Lynn finally leaves her clay and walks up to stand directly in front of you. "Clean your hands first, Lynn. Don't need to get clay all over the model," Miss Rinsky says as she steps up beside Lynn and offers her a rag.
Still eyeing your cock, Lynn takes the rag and begins absent-mindedly wiping her hands with it. Then, handing it back to Miss Rinsky, she looks up into your eyes before slowly reaching up to touch your cock with one finger.
"No, like this," Miss Rinsky says gruffly while grabbing Lynn's hand and putting it around your cock. You hear a sigh and exasperating sounds from the other girls in the class as they watch in wonder to what's happening. Miss Rinsky, giving them all a quick glance, stops the whispers while Lynn continues holding your cock in the same area. "Now move your hand around, get a feel for its texture and size," Miss Rinsky barks, which makes Lynn jump as she begins slowly rubbing your cock up and down.
"That's kind of rough on the skin, give it a little moisture to help your hand move more smoothly," Miss Rinsky adds, making Lynn stop and look at her in shock. "Just lick it a little, it helps" Miss Rinsky added matter of factly.
"No!" Lynn says briskly as she suddenly stepps back from your cock like it was a snake. Time for a little more wishing, you think to yourself as you look around the room and see all the other girls watching, mouths open.
"What's the matter" Miss Rinsky said stepping up to you "It's easy, see?" she says, taking the base of your cock in her hand while leaning forward to slip the tip between her wet lips. Then, lifting it, she licks from your balls back up to the tip again before beginning to jerk it. "It's also an excellent way to judge size," she adds second-handedly. |