. except... but it's too late for..." And Joan's voice faded with the incomplete statement. Why was Julie asking? Had Tom made a play for he? No. Not ...om. He was a trustworthy, monogamous man. But the thought nagged at her. Surely he wouldn't?It was late on Sunday afternoon when Julie called."Hi Sherry. Would you like to... like... go for a coke or something? Does your Dad let you go out on Sunday?" Sure Julie. No problem. I'll meet you at Stringer's." Stringer's was the quiet place they went. Tina grabbed Tom’s cock and put a cock ring over his ball and cock, it was a wrist sweat band, she put one, two, three and ended up with six total all pulling his cock and balls further away from his body. His cock and balls were sticking up about 7” from his body, making it look like a horse cock, I was hoping to have a similar fate but who knows where the night would go.Tina sucked Tom’s cock lightly running her wet tongue across the tip, making him moan and the trannies giggle like a couple. And he'd been unable to resist the tender smile, the sparkle of joy in her eyes. Her firm young body had been so hot under his, untouched and willing to learn. They both had been at first.He'd taken her purity with a thrust of his cock, but she'd taken so much more than that from him, more than she could possibly have ever guessed. She'd been his first, his only. She'd shown him the world of passion from her sweet kisses to the taste of the tender flesh between her thighs. She'd followed his. None of her boyfriends could do things like that. Few of her friend's partners could either, and those that did know what they were doing were jealously guarded by their girlfriends. But this endlessly capable sex-machine that was laying her teacher seemed a breed apart. She tried to imagine a younger Sam, a barely legal highschooler like her, tried to imagine him with a high voice and a dumb teen-boy attitude. She wondered if he'd ever been clumsy and awkward and nervous in bed, if he’d ever.