He had no idea what he was in for,because I swallowed his cock and in almost no time at all I had him shooting his load right down my throat! Over the...past six months time that I was blowing and fucking my teacher,he had also taught me how to deepthroat. The next thing I knew my clothes were being ripped off of me when suddenly everything stopped. 'Fuck! She's a He!' someone said 'Yeah,but a sexy little He. Look at "Her" clit! I don't know about You guys,but two inch clit isn't going to stop me. It seems to me that you’re his boy toy.”I looked up at him with a look of pure devastation. “No, he’s not using me. It’s just sex.”“To him, it’s just sex. But not to you, and I can tell.”I didn’t speak. I didn’t know what to say.“Hey, I’ll give you a ride home.” After that night, I never talked to Jamar again. I saw him in passing, but that was it. I liked him as a person because he just came and gave me some advice. He genuinely wanted the best for me, but I had no idea why.Eventually, I told. "Brandon, my dear. Is something wrong?" "No, Mom," I said to her. "Actually, everything is great, but I need to tell you something." Mom sat me down next to her and took my hands in hers. "What do you need, honey?" "Mom, I realized last night that Sasha is the one. I can't imagine this life without her at my side. I wanted you to know that I've found the love of my life." That brought the tears. Mom's eyes glassed over and she began to cry. "Oh, Brandon, I'm so happy for both of you. Sasha has. The gentle sway of her hips, the gyration of her pelvis and the smooth gliding touch of her hands against her own breasts had me growing moist between the legs before the first minute elapsed. I was spellbound, staring in awe. How she could just touch herself like that, for us, while we watched? Well, it was amazing. She dropped to her knees, straddling Brad’s legs and grinding her thong against his thigh as she pulled off her bikini top and tossed it to me. My hand didn’t respond, even as I.