We stood inches apart, your hard nipples brushing lightly against my chest. Your hand moved between my legs and found my cock was already hard and str...ining against the material. You dropped to your knees and slid my underwear down, my cock popping up and aimed directly at your open mouth.You took me in and the warm, moist sensation of your tongue on the bottom of my cock made it jerk in your mouth. You moved your hands to my ass as you took my entire length into your mouth. I looked down and. Kidnappings had dropped off, at least partially from our efforts, but there were still enough around our state and the country to keep us as busy as we wanted to be. We were able to solve several cases because of our peculiar mental ability.The most spectacular case was a plot to steal radio-active materials to construct a “dirty bomb.” That is the kind of bomb in which there is no nuclear explosion. Instead, a conventional bomb explosion scatters radio-active material in the air, and people. I never really hadany issues with my looks. Sure, I'm the quintessential dork. Butphysical appearances pale in comparison to intelligence and grade pointaverage. When I'm her, I still feel the same, but also different. Looksdo matter. Not in a shallow way. But I like the idea of making a guyfeel butterflies in his tummy with just one glance. I also wouldn't mindexploring a hard, well-defined...mmmm.I took a deep breath, and right away my body morphed back to my femaleself--even faster this. I have well maintained body, good enough to please the girls. So coming to the story, i had a friend, Aisha, she used to study with me in my college and was quite a good friend of mine. We used to talk to each other in college, txt and were close to each other.Everything was just between us, when one day, while texting my friend on what’s app, i texted her by mistake. I sent a non-veg joke “heights of tension-when you get to see cleavage of sexy teacher sitting right in front of you, during.