After a few minutes of petting he carefully laid me on my back. I closed my eyes, put my arms above my head and spread my legs as wide as I could. I e...njoyed the feeling of his tongue licking my clit before sensing the tip of his cock pressing against my vulva and probing for a way into my warm juicy vagina. Gently, ever so gently he started to penetrate me and, because I was so wet, the full length of his cock slipped in smoothly and sweetly right up to the hilt.“That just feels so amazing” I. ‘I expected you to say that,’ she responded without emotion. Saying it that way actually conveyed emotion. Emotion I didn’t want to hear. That made me feel guilty. She was right, of course. When someone points out your fault and you know they’re right, it hurts even more. I didn’t know how to respond to her. Fortunately, I didn’t have to. ‘I wanted this to work,’ she said, morosely. ‘I wanted us to last, I wanted to marry him and have his children. I wanted it all. Being at this school sucks!’. She was holding a bunch of books to her chest and hesitantly took a couple of steps into the aisle. I lowered my zip as I saw her bite lightly on her own tongue and shifted my trousers down a little. My hand was still holding my cock within my boxer shorts, as small dark patch of pre-cum staining them just below the waist band.The lights flickered to tell us that it was only ten minutes till closing time; neither of us paid it any heed. She walked slowly forward till she was about four feet. Even in this subdued lighting, now that her eyes were adjusted, she saw that most of them couldn't really pass as women to save their lives. It was a, what do you call it? A drag club? Not one of those places with elaborate entertainments, like in that Robin Williams movie. Just a bar where men dressed (badly, in some cases) like women could come, drink, and socialize a bit. A few looked to be in their 20's, but most looked much older. Some of the men even looked wrong. Then she saw her. Him..