Confront Luke, and "persuade" him to delete the pictures...

You decided to confront Luke and do whatever it takes to delete that picture from his phone, you put your clothes on and before you even head out the door, your phone rings, another message.

'Wear the pink tank top and the short yoga hot pants.' it read.

You started to wonder how many times has he been peeping on you, so that he knows exactly which clothes I have in my closet, well you're about to find out pretty soon anyway.

You changed your clothes to what he wants, but the phone rings again.

'no underwear' you read the message.

You reluctantly undress again and put on just the pink tank top, which is tight and with a low-cut neckline, so your beautiful breasts are really showing their perfect form plainly to see with your nipples poking out, even without any bra your firm breasts are forming a very sexy cleavage, not even sagging in the slightest, and you wear the yoga hotpants which is also so tight that you can see your pussy lips forming a camel-toe.

You felt embarrased walking around with this clothings, so you cover it up with a long sweater and hed to the door, you quickly sneak out the front door, and head yourself next door.

You rang the bell and the door opens up, showing Luke with a huge grin on his face, quietly he motion you to follow him upstairs to his room, and you followed behind him.

Once inside his room, he locked the door, then he walk to his bed and jumped to his bed and lie down, you can see his pants are already bulging, and then he casually took his pants off and started jerking off his cock slowly while watching you, with one hand behind his head.

"Take off the sweater..." He said.

You took off your sweater and put it on the nearest chair, he bit his lower lip as he saw your nice figure behind the tight tank top and yoga hot pants.

"Mmmmm... mmmh... you have an absolutely rocking body... did you know that?" He asked you.

"Delete those pictures..." You said to him in a firm tone.

"Not a chance..." He said.

"Delete those pictures..." You said to him again.

"Nope..." He said.

Then you look around to look for his phone, but it looks like he hid it somewhere and you couldn't find it anywhere.

You moved closer to the bed and climb on top of it on all four, crawling closer to him, he admired your form as you crawl to him.

Once you're on top of his cock, you looked at it and reach your hand to his stomach and then to his chest under his shirt, you found his nipple and pinch it lightly, playing and teasing it with your delicate finger.

He flinched a little and closed his eyes as he can feel the pleasure, with the other hand you replaced his hand and started to stroke his cock, he groaned in pleasure as he felt your hand stroking his cock.

You look at his cock and lick it, then kiss it and slip it inside your mouth as you gave him a blowjob.

He moaned as his cock enters your mouth, clearly feeling the delightful pleasure of you giving him a blowjob.

He yelp in pain as you bite his cock hard.

"Ooouuuuwwww...!!!" He screamed in pain.

"Delete those pictures..." You said to him in a menacing tone, still holding his cock, giving it a hard but gentle press, showing to him that you wouldn't hesitate to use ****.

"Ooow... okay okay... I'll delete them..." He said, realizing that you probably will win anyway if he were to fight you, since you are way more fit than he is, so he took out his phone from under his pillow.

You quickly snatched his phone from his hands and then you browse his phone and deleted all the pictures he had taken of you, but you found out that there were tons of them, looks like he has been watching you for at least a year ot two.

You looked at him, as he rubbed his cock right where you bit him.

"How long have you been stalking me?" You asked him.

"Fr.. fro... from about a year ago..." He stuttered, feeling guilty.

You sighed and then delete all your pictures from his phone, you are very sure that he wanked off to those pictures about a hundred times already, and now he had a real chance to feel the real thing but then he failed again of course.

You kind of took pity on him...