The assault on my senses was building fast again with the masturbating fiasco behind us. Sabrina wanted to be in better control now, “I want you to...be rough and start giving it to her harder than you ever have. Barely cross a little over the line though. We want her to get a little better for you, not gag and barf.” Sabrina was talking like the pilot again, “Sweetie, I want you to take it, take it how you like it and get yourself up to about an eight out of ten. Then you need to slow it down a. This is how it must feel for a woman I thought, and before even putting on the bra and tights I'd got ready, I had an uncontrollable urge to wank myself off to yet another amazing orgasm.The next escalation came quickly. As I rushed home one day, I saw a very sexy woman at a bus stop, in a red skirt and matching jacket, with a white blouse, tan stockings, and black hi-heels. The sexy secretary look. Wow I thought, she's so pretty, and so lucky to be able to wear clothes like that.Then as I. She pulled into the garage and closed the door with the remote. Peggy sat quietly lost in her own thoughts while gently caressing the leather steering wheel. Darrel got out of the car and walked to the front waiting on her to get out.“Come here,” he said. She reluctantly opened the door and stepped out. He laughed at the effect of the car as she ran her fingers lovingly across the fender while moving to the front where he stood.“Stop,” he said suddenly, “strip for me.”Peggy slid the straps off. Religious and non-religious groups alike had all been affected in varying degrees as the town’s residents decided for themselves that they would embrace this new phenomenon - and embrace it they did. Now, almost a year later, the Redsands Festival Hall was crammed full with about two and a half thousand of those residents all eagerly awaiting a full frontal nude parade of thirty of the towns most articulate, well educated and best looking teenagers. That crowd had also been entertained by a.