Like Tyrone, he produced a massive amount of cum, and I swallowed repeatedly to get it all down.From then on, whenever I stopped by the junk yard, all...that Tyrone and Marcus had to do was show me the tantalizing view of them standing there nude, with those big cocks hanging down past mid-thigh, and that sight was enough to put me on my knees to suck them. Sometimes we would just be sitting and talking in the shop, and all they had to do was unzip and pull down their pants, and I would casually. "That's MY class, too. You said something about being close to graduating, yesterday. How close are you?" She replied, I've got to have 3 more classes for my diploma. YOU?" He told her he, also, needed 3 more classes. The same classes SHE needed.They chatted for a few more minutes and decided to go on up, so they could find seats together. Their classroom was on the 3rd floor, and they found it, locating seats in the 2nd row from the front. She asked him, "Which Lab have you been assigned to?". Ten minutes later my front door opened and my neighbor came in to find me standing in the living room. I had put on my black lacy thong, garter belt, and black stockings with pink low top converse all stars. I had a too small pink t-shirt on and my purple streaked pig tale wig. I was going for the punk rock, school girl look. I was twenty-eight years old, tall, skinny and shaved smooth all over just like the girl I wanted to be. I loved to dress up for older men and had met and fucked quite a. I saw Tom had left out a trail of rose petals and candles. Corny sure, but he knew I loved corny. I followed the path to his bedroom and quietly opened the door. He was sitting naked, gently strumming his guitar. I took a moment just to appreciate his body. Shaggy brown hair fell into his face and years of sports caused him to have an amazing body. When he finally realized I was there he turned his chair to me and pulled me close. “God Jen, you look amazing!” He gently kissed my belly causing.