I must ask youto remove your clothes. All of them. Now." I, er, oh heck, I - this has gotta be a mistake! My name isn't Jessi!"I smile wickedly. "It i... now. There are two ways we can do this. Eitheryou obey my orders, completely, and start stripping off immediately. Ormy officers here can rip your clothes off for you. And - other things.They'd enjoy doing that, I guarantee. Now, which is it to be, Jessi?" Oh, fuckin' shit, I..."In two strides I cross the room and slap her face with the flat of. When Colette smiled again, it was only for an instant. She summoned his cock to her waiting lips and began to suck on him. The incongruity of that pure and perfect face performing such a lewd sexual act was a tremendous turn-on. Jay was glad that he had always had great sexual control because he didn’t think he had the mental faculties to explain just how good this felt to him. All that escaped his lips were guttural moans and the single word ‘more’. Jay needn’t have fretted on that regard.. I went to bed that night without putting on a performance, keeping my voyeur guessing. I did masturbate in the dark though, flicking my finger tips around the sides of my clit until I climaxed. On Saturday afternoon I headed out into the centre of Sydney to visit a femme friendly sex shop in George Street. Luckily pay day was Thursday, because I spent up big on several new toys. I had organised a few weeks before to catch up with some girlfriends that night, and while I went to dinner, I left. "Hello Taylor, I was so delighted to seethat a boy had registered for the class! I haven't had a boy in thepast 3 years. I'm so looking forward to getting to know you!"Her greeting caught me off guard. She was a young, very pretty lady(I'd guess in her mid-20s) with a red pony tail and was very slenderand beautiful! She looked exactly what I pictured a ballerina to be.She wore a simple black sweater dress with sheer black tights andblack ankle boots. She looked so classy too! And she.