’ ‘Yeah, right,’ Jayne smiled, ‘I see the way that your male students drool over you.’ ‘I know,’ Kara uncomfortably replied, ‘And some...imes it’s annoying as hell, too. But my Mom told me when I was a teenager that I was going to have to deal with it so, I try not to think about it.’ ‘That’s all that most guys think about anyway,’ Jayne openly giggled, ‘At least the ones that I know do.’ ‘Don’t think that college guys are exclusive to staring at a woman’s tits,’ Kara grinned, ‘All men stare at. ’ She was right. ‘Jimmy Sanborn?’ Aunt Doro recalled that evening over dinner. Kelly listened raptly as the older woman unfurled her tale of their hated supervisor. ‘Yes,’ she continued crisply, setting her teacup down. ‘Class of sixty-one, I think, and he was an arrogant little so-and-so even back then. Yes, I’m sure, sixty-one. Complete smarm, that was Jimmy. I’m not surprised he’s no fun to work for, not surprised at all.’ ‘And Mrs. Sanborn?’ Kelly asked, sounding unsure if she really. After Betty orgasmed on my face ordered me "ride me as hard as you can" she gasped at me. I crawled out from under her, turned her over on her back scooped her legs up (one in each hand) spread them as wide as they would go and plunged my weapon deep into her hairy chasm. I rode her as she bucked and writhed below me my balls slapping against her loudly and Betty moaned and whimpered with each stroke. My cock was throbbing as i plunged harder and harder and breathing was harder and sharper as i. I felt very excited inside. My heart was pounding with excitement only a shemale could provide.She started by rubbing my shoulders. I wondered how she could have such soft hands. Not only they were soft, but they were magical too, soon as her hands moved down to my chest, my nipples were hardened and my breath was getting heavier, blood was rushing faster to my 6.5” dick. I started to get aroused and became hard immediately and rapidly, Maria must have noticed it because I could sense her.