As Leanne began sucking my clit, Jack mounted us, jumping up between Leannes thighs. When he did, I was perfectly aligned with his throbbing member. W...hen he started thrusting forward, I grabbed his cock, and guided it into my mouth. I was surprised at the taste of his glistening cock: salty, slightly tangy, but all in all, satisfying. Suck him, baby. Suck his giant dog dick while I eat you out, Leanne moaned, her dirty talk turning me on even more, before diving back into my cunt. He was. " But I don't want to wait any longer. The boys at school are... well, just boys. I want it to be with someone special." That's the way it should be." Someone who's... experienced, who's..." she said tightening her clasp of his hand."Whoa, now wait a minute." I don't want to wait any longer, Keith. I want to be a woman -- tonight!" Look, Sarah. I didn't ask you to the prom to..." I know you didn't and I love you for that. You're kind and sweet. I know you could have taken advantage of me, me. We hung all of my mom's and my older sister's panties and bras and slips and stockings and garter belts and panty girdles in my mom's bedroom on this fold-out wooden rack that had like 8-10 rungs and stood maybe 4-5 feet tall when extended. I got very used to handling all kinds of ladies' lingerie and hanging it neatly to dry. In time, I went to school on split sessions in the afternoon block like my sister had, but I still spent my mornings at home fully dressed in girl's clothes, doing my. I was excited that Wednesday I would be free from class. Mrs. Jones and Professor Dubois were leaving from Boston’s Logan Airport Tuesday morning for a conference in Los Angeles. I skipped out of class ready for a crisp fall day. Tuesday morning the phone woke me up. I reached for it, knocking my alarm clock off the nightstand. ‘Star! Star! They’re dead! Professor Jones is dead!’ Instantly awake I began to shiver. ‘What!?’ ‘Their plane. It went into the World Trade Center. It’s on the news..