Going fast as ur look for ur breath trying to breath hoping I don't stop anytime soon. I go hard but I now I'm Cummings soon. So its time I know what ... must do I give it to u with all I got ur hoping u walk straight when I get off. I feel it do u feel it my dick starts to throb as I go to long hard Stroke. I'm unloading in ur ass but I don't wanna stop. The throbbing make u cum with me and we moan together. We are breathing hard and I pull my dick out. But there a problem Hun I'm still hard. I caught a quick grin on Michael’s face, and then he strode off toward the tangle of trucks and gunfire.I looked at Chloe. “He isn’t...”She only shrugged. “Try to get the truck running. I’ll go make sure our attackers are down for the time being.”I nodded and turned to sit proper in the driver’s seat. I turned the key in the ignition and nothing happened. I looked over to see Chloe moving among the men on the ground. If any of them moved, she quickly waved at them, which made their heads crack. Mr Collins was standing at his desk, shuffling some books around and he lifted his head. Yes, uh, Rachel, is it? I offered a polite smile. Yeah. Umm, Thursdays and Fridays? Im sort of busy on those days. Whats more important than school? Soccer, I said, in a matter-of-fact tone. It was true. I had learned to play soccer before I had even learned to walk. Dad and I used to go to soccer games every Saturday night and I had been on the school team ever since the fourth grade. It also helped me. And her very sincere gift. Gifts?? But could I really let herthink this is what I wanted."Please take them. They look perfect on you. Please," she seemed to beg.I looked in the mirror one more time. I spoke without really consideringthe ramifications of my response. "Thanks. They do, um, make, uh.. theyreally do make a big difference."That was an understatement. If I didn't look feminine before I certainlydid now; hair in curls, makeup, nail polish, shaved legs, women'sclothes - and breasts!"I.