Though she tried to maintain a degree of discretion, and she somewhat reduced the frequency of her sexual escapades, it's not as if Summer shut down o... everyone while suddenly becoming Little Miss Conservative.Not by a long shot.Always, she wore the sexiest things imaginable. Though she allowed her clothing decisions to be nominally affected by where we were going and what we were doing, the degree of sexiness was constantly off the charts. In fact, simply due to the havoc she wreaked wherever. If I want to kiss you, fuck you or have you suck my cock – you will whenever and wherever I want. GOT IT? You are my Pussy-boy whore from now on. You have been turned out – your mouth and ass belong to me and my friends. Any shit from you and the whole world will see your fagot ass being fucked and your pussy mouth full of cock begging for more. UNDERSTAND!!!”Looking up into Gabes face I knew he meant it. He could and would ruin my life if I refused him. Numb with shame and humiliation I knew. I needed to cum and bad. Just then it buzzed, "Did you look over that report yet?"I threw my head back and growled. I couldn't do two things at once and I couldn't masturbate up Mr. Jacobs shake with him bothering me every thirty seconds! Throwing caution to the wind, I marched into Mr. Jacobs' office much like I had in that dream. My erection bounced around as I did, shiny with precum. I was wrong when I told you earlier that I'd have to have my hair on fire for Mr. Jacobs to notice anything. ” Gemma laughed. “You want shape?” I laughed and an idea came to mind. “Can you do a letter?” I asked. “Sure Sure. Which letter?” She asked. “I want the letter S please.” I said. I wanted to give Stephen a surprise too. Gemma skillfully applied wax to my pubes; a bikini wax, in my opinion, is one of the most painful things and I couldn’t help whimpering when she snatched the hair away. It only took her a few minutes to give me a perfect S. I looked in the mirror and couldn’t help but think of.