Kelly’s moans kept getting louder. In the first six months of our time together, I had never been able to give her an orgasm, orally. I wanted to fi...x that. I kept suckling then I inserted two fingers. She felt almost as amazing on my fingers as she did on my erections.Kelly was very worked up. She was panting “yes, Yes, YES.” It took only a few more minutes until her panting became unintelligible. She was practically hyperventilating. Her moans turned into her squeaks. She grabbed my head. You begin the process to get me hard again by jacking me off. Once hard enough you slide my cock back inside you. You ride me enough to get me solid hard again then decide to switch places. You instruct me to stand on the floor as we face each other. You keep touching my cock just enough to keep it hard while you move into position and pull my cock towards your pussy guiding it in. “Go ahead baby. I know you have been waiting to fuck me all this time. My pussy is all yours,” you said. I began. ‘Get a handle on yourself, Amanda’ I say inside my head. ‘This is NOT time for a meltdown.’I raise my hand.“Miss Amanda?” he says, recognizing me.“I got this, Mister Benson. D’ya want explanation from here, or should I go to the board?” The poor guy actually looked relieved. I could knock out a few minutes of an interminable hour, getting out of this class and into the next one.“Can you go to the board?”“Yessir.” I stood up, shook my hair into place and walked to the front of the class and. "Just let me get my shoes on, mom!" James called as she began to ascend the stairs to her room. She still thought of herself as James. She wasn't ready to be Maggie, and she wasn't sure that she would ever be.James wondered if she could get away with sweatpants today. Although her mother's slacks were slightly more comfortable than the male clothes she owned, they ended at the bottom of her calves. Shorts were out, since the last thing she needed today was Randall humming a ZZ Top song whenever.