"I think the wax is hot enough now," she informed me. Picking up a wooden spatula she started to spread the warm sticky waxalong my legs, starting at ...he ankle and continuing all the way to mycrotch. "Shaving would be quicker but not half as enjoyable - enjoyable for methat is," she said laughing at my worried expression. Having finished applying the molten wax she walked away from me andreturned holding several small cloths. Taking one of the cloths shepressed it firmly against my skin on my. When everyone had left the room, you pulled out your stiff cock and forced me onto my knees, you took hold of either side of my head and held it there while you pushed your cock in and out of my mouth, then pulling it out and holding it to my lips, so I could lick the end and up & down the shaft, then suddenly you grabbed my head again and pulled it back & forth onto your cock, you were going that fast I didnt have time to gag as it went down my throat, I could feel your cock getting fatter. I thought there was no one in the house. I shed my bathing suit and walked down the hall, naked. The bathroom door was not entirely closed. I shoved it open and there stood Jay, his trunks around his ankles. A strong stream was pouring from that big thing he held in his fingers. I was shocked at the size of it and the thick yellow stream pouring out.’ ‘Was it hard?’ ‘Of course not but it was so much bigger than I expected. It took several seconds for me to realize that I was staring and forced. I motioned him inside without saying anything and he walked through into the small office area of my apartment. He stood in front of my desk with his hands held nervously behind his back. Like a soldier standing easy I suppose. I sat down at my desk and opened my report book.‘I have to make a note of why you are in weekend punishment. This book is then reviewed by the head of year and further action could be taken. What you were doing last night is grounds for suspension or expulsion. What do.