This song had to be a weapon big enough to take him down. And I knew it was. I started flexing my fingers. Then I pressed Record on the little tape r...corder situated on top of the shiny black piano. This was the first time I was going to record this song. I started playing the melody, letting it lead me. As soon as I started singing it felt magical. You could be my silver spring.... Blue-green..colors flashin' I would be your only dream..... Your shinin' autumn....ocean crashin'.... Don't. “There’s something else I can feel.”“What’s that?”“The trust. For each of us to lie, naked and spread-eagle in all our vulnerabilities...”“I believe good sex is giving and trust,” he replied. “Each partner gives one hundred percent and trusts the other to do the same.”“Really well expressed, Jeff.”“Last night was pretty special for me, too,” he replied. “I have feelings for you, Chelsea, that I’ve never felt before.”“It’s not because I’m trans, is it? Jeff -- if it turns out that I’m just. The suction of her lips paired with her tongue circling my head sent me into a vortex of pleasure as I dropped my head back onto her bed. Just when I thought this was as good as it would get, I felt her repositioning herself and then, a new sensation - she was deepthroating me. I could feel her lips press against the base of my cock - my head pushing the back of her throat. As she slowly pulled her head up, I watched as her saliva mixed with my pre-cum hung from her luscious lips and slowly. I recognized my neighbor, a cute little Hispanic girl who shared classes with me at the college. Our eyes locked. She smiled with approval. I thought I better stop this, but Karen hadn't noticed and I had been sucked to the brink of climax. There was no telling how long they had watched and we had been doing fine. Besides, my cock was throbbing and I needed to cum. Something was different though; I was performing, Even though being watched turned me on my body was less relaxed and Karen could.