I watched as the head swelled a bit and a small drop of moisture came out of the hole on top. "What's that?" I whispered. "Did you just cum?" I though... he might laugh at me, but he seriously answered my question. "No. That's pre-cum. It's slick. It's supposed to help when we have sex, so I slide into you easier." "You mean when you have sex with a girl," I told him. "WE are not going to have sex. Besides, I don't think I can fit that thing inside of me." That filled him with pride, me telling. I think she liked it being watched that way. Days passed and i was a bit weak in that subject. so she used to take a brief notice on my activities in her class. As i was weak in her subject, I used to grab every moment to talk with her by taking doubts to her cabin now and then when she used to be free. I think so she also got idea about my intentions. But she never used to refuse me regarding my doubts. She was always there to help me. Time passed and I became her favorite student. We used to. Almost flat andsmooth.He found his first blouse, choosing the one that was least feminine.There was still no mistaking the material, the way it was cut and styled.Cream and sheer, the lace of his bra teasing through. It was obviously awoman's top.He applied his pink lipstick and admired the way it did match his skintones. The woman who had helped him in the store, Ellie, was spot on inher choice. And then he added the lip gloss and loved the way his lipsshined in the light.He headed downstairs. " Jeff awkwardly sat down on the couch, and Karen occupied the space right next to him. There was nothing separating Jeff and his client. Karen's stocking-clad left thigh was in full contact with his right leg, and she delicately traced her nails along its inner aspect. Jeff's whole body visibly stiffened. Droplets of sweat broke out on his forehead; his cheeks reddened. Jeff hoped she wouldn't see that he now had a truly monstrous erection. "I'm going to ask you a very simple, straightforward.