"Amy I asked," trying hard not to yell,"why is it that everyone else can get to class on time and you can't seem to? " I don't know sir, the bus was l...te". Some of the girls laughed under their breathe. "Other students in this class take the same bus you do they don't seem to have a problem making it to class on time.I replied knowing she was lying to me."Do you have your homework". I asked expecting another smart aleck answer. "I left it on the bus sir, I can go back and get it". I knew that. 4, Jerusalem Court, but at least it was mine andit was away from the site of my recent shame and from those who werewitness to my exposure - via the kind auspices of Cheryl! For a long while after decamping, during my search for a job and duringmy return home for Christmas and after, I reverted strictly to mymasculine ego. I even tried, totally unsuccessfully, to grow a beard andmoustache. But even then, I couldn't bring myself to get rid of myfeminine wardrobe. In any case, I'd only had. Sarachan reached forward to find Brentt's erection, sliding smooth fingers teasingly over it in time with his thrusts. Unable to control himself, Brentt pushed back into Sarachan, gripping the tree tighter. A moan escaped him as Sarachan pushed deeper and harder into Brentt, quickening his pace slightly, his grip on Brentt's erection tightening as he began to slide his hand over it faster. Sarachan's breathing grew harsher. His teeth sunk into Brentt's neck again, deeper, until a trickle of. " she says as she steps back and unsnaps my legs. But, insteadof releasing me, she steps back and pushes a button that slowly lowersthe cables and puts me, again, flat on my back."Your turn now. I'm sure you'll enjoy this." she says as picks up a boxfrom the corner. She kneels between my legs and lifts them, holding themback by throwing them over her shoulders. I feel her fingers spread lubeon my ass and squirm a bit as she forces 2 of her fat fingers inside me."Calm down. I just came. I'm not.