He had skinny jeans on and her eyes got big when she saw a huge long log of a bulge running halfway down his leg. She tried to look away but the guy k...new he had her attention. She kept teaching and tried not to look obvious but she could not believe the size of the guy’s cock unless it was fake.She noticed as she was teaching that the guys were staring at her more and more. Some were whispering. She looked down and noticed her nipples were jutting out like big acorns. Her breasts felt bigger. It was so good, but I pulled away and looked down. She’d spread her legs; some silky blonde hairs on her mound and the hint of her pussy lips beneath. I ran my fingers down across her flat tanned tummy, feeling it flutter beneath me and then both slipping under her ass, lifting her up. My face so close, her perfume overpowering. I kissed the inside of her thighs moving ever closer to her sexual being. So soft against my cheek, and then my tongue touching, tasting for the first time this young. Itseemed that all her sacrifices: the years of therapy, the hormones, theloss of some of her family and "friends" when she told them, andfinally the operation were coming to a happy ending. It would besymbolized by what she suspected he would do that night, but she kepther hopes in check as she finished getting ready for her date with him.Was it really only two weeks before she told him she was born with maleparts?When he rang her doorbell she was almost ready. She hurried out andopened the. I crouched, pumping back and forward almost animalistic,gasping and groaning - my cock felt so energised and hard as steel andseemed to impel me to satisfy its need for stimulation. I had losttrack of the time and the minutes flow by.I crouched, thrusting, pumping, gasping, drooling - and then, "what'sgoing on?" It felt like someone had suddenly gripped my head in a viceand my bubble suddenly burst! I heard Sylvia step towards me from thedoorway and stand behind my back. I daren't look round..