” My body moved forward. Halfa moment later, my knee grazed what felt like a sofa.“Mmmm, there you are. I thought you’d never decide...”“Decide?” I asked.“Whether to follow your mind, or something considerablylower.” As he said this, I felt his hand caress my lowertummy. My muscles contracted and I gasped softly.“Who are you?” I whispered. “Why me? Why did you chooseme?”“I am a man who wants a woman. Why you? Because. Comparing our bodies, I couldn't see how Roger would choose me and I took an instant dislike to the girl. I'm sure she treated me with some distain and her conversation and looks were directed at Roger, even when I asked a question. Certainly my blue sweat suit uniform didn't impress her much and I had the feeling she thought I was only a prisoner there and of no consequence. My hopes that she wouldn't wish to join the school were dashed when she agreed to come for an interview and two weeks. The fact that I said make love instead of fuck.“Tai, you know how I feel about this,” she says. “But I have an idea.”She strips me of my clothes and lays me down flat on my back on the bed and strips all of her clothes off. She spreads her legs and crawls on top of me by my crotch. What is she up to? She takes my cock and holds it down flat, parallel to my stomach. She grabs some oil on her table and pours a dab of it over the shaft of my cock and then proceeds to sit. It’s not inside of. Noticing my reaction, Anya openedproduced a bag and removed from it a large shiny black latex glove. Iwatched as she slipped the glove on and proceeded to wrap her coveredhand around my cock. As she slowly stroked she leant forward and beganwhispering in my ear,"Feel the shiny latex on your skin" Love the shiny latex on your skin" Girls with no hair love to wear shiny latex" Girls in shiny latex love to kneel, serve and worship" Latex gives pleasure" Good girls wear latex" Anya knows best so.