Probably justexperimenting a little, and I'd rather be the one to help you and workthrough this little issue than having you doing it all by yourself....Thisis a woman's issue, and I'm here to work you through it. Okay?" Thank you! I didn't know how to bring up the issue. And it's not yourfault, you know. You and Father have been great parents, and all that.It just feels like I'm in the wrong body. I should be a ballerina,singing soprano in the choir. I want to walk sexy and have boys lookingat. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but Adam and I have some rules about this. And his friends are off limits." Not to mention, so was doing it in our house."He's not going to be home for a while," Jackson pointed out. His shirt was completely unbuttoned now. "You're allowed to fuck other men. It's not like you'd be cheating on him. So what if you break that one little rule." I opened my mouth to reply, but Jackson had discarded his shirt, and I was too busy staring at his black toned chest and. She looked up at me as she wrapped her hand and red fingernails around my shaft. I told her, “Kiss it”. She looked down and started to kiss the tip softly. She was enjoying it, I could tell by the look on her face. I then told her to suck me and she sucked my hard cock into her mouth. Damn, She knew how to suck! She stroked my cock with one hand and put the other hand on my ass to pull me closer. She stroked & sucked it hard, squeezing my shaft as she worked my cock. She worked the head. .” She couldn’t come up with a lie quickly enough and trailed off.I held out my hand and she reluctantly dragged herself up and brought it to me as if she faced execution.Hands-free for probably the first time in a week, she turned and stomped back to her desk. I turned the phone over in my hands and the idea that I’d been turning over in my head since I got to school that morning took form and solidified. I put the phone down and looked at them.“Put your books away,” I said, as the chicken.