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It wasn’t really visible – apart from my slightly wet pussy and hard nipples; and being restrained like that for the next hour wasn’t going to tire me out. What happened next had me puzzled to start off with. The teacher got a little table and put it in-between my legs. Next he got a few books and put them on it. On top of that he got something that I hadn’t seen for years, a metronome that he must have borrowed from the music room. Then he got a big feather out of his bag and taped it to the metronome arm so that it was just touching my pussy. Then reality he set the metronome arm going backwards and forwards. My pussy was getting a very rhythmic tickle. As I started to understand what was going to happen to me I heard the teacher tell the students to concentrate on drawing my body first. He told them that it would take a while for my face to get the expression that he wanted them to capture. It didn’t take long. Within a couple of minutes my nipples were so hard that I thought they were going to burst and my pussy was really coming alive. I could feel my juices leaking out of me. Five minutes later I was very close to cumming. I guess that the teacher could tell that because he said, “Try and hold it Vanessa, the students need more time housewives to get your expression down on paper.” Well I tried, it wasn’t as if I could back away, or close my legs. I tried to concentrate on anything but the inevitable. I Big Tits looked round the room at the faces of the students. I tried to concentrate on the faces that were getting on with their sketching and looked oblivious to the situation. Every time I stared at one of those people I’d see a movement out of the corner of my eye that would distract me. Only about 60% of the students were just getting on with their job. The other 40% were being affected. There was one middle-aged woman who was sketching with one hand whilst her other hand was sliding up and down her body. I had to look at someone else because I was sure she was about to grab one of her tits or rub her pussy. I saw one young man who definitely had a hard-on, and he was licking his lips as well. Another older man was actually rubbing his dick through his trousers. The inevitable happened and I started to cum. My head was rolling from side to side and I could hear myself moaning. On top of that (or should I say below that), I could feel my juices rushing out of me. I desperately wanted a dick inside me but all I was getting was that damned feather. No sooner than my first orgasm started to subside than I could feel a second starting. I tried to fight it but I didn’t stand a chance. It hit me harder than the first. Right in the middle of it I looked round the room and saw that one middle-aged woman was looking all hot and bothered. I wondered what state her knickers (if she was wearing any) were in. When I started to come down from my high, the teacher came over and told me that it was time for a break. He stopped the metronome, took the feather off and showed it to me. It was saturated. He then asked me if I wanted to be untied for the break. When I told him that I was okay and was used to being restrained in similar positions he said, “Good, it would be a waste of valuable time untying then retying me. She had no problem with that. Zanyia nodded her head, sunlight spilling over her hair. No one can.” But reality we’ll Big Tits see how things play out. Helping Lilly up. I squealed into my hand. I ask because I need to know how innocent you actually are even though you do sound just curious.” I poured the feast into their bowls one at a time and they all assumed the position. I tasted the feverish heat of her first orgasm. 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