Pumping his cock in and out, holding the back of my head, I let him deeper into my mouth. He stood up on his tip toes with his cock thrust deep in my... mouth and suddenly I could feel the cum squirt from his cock onto my tongue. The thick upper part of his cock pulsed and pushed while the lower part suddenly had his juice forced through it. I could feel the muscles move the hot sticky cum through his cock to the tip where it sprayed my mouth. When the taste of his cum hit my throat, I inhaled. We fucked a lot, and I got a lot of lessons. I still try to ignore the labels that could be applied to that transaction; we did like each other a lot.“I went to community college there for two years and did a lot of math and science courses, preparatory to getting into an engineering degree program. I worked on campus and also at the small airport where I was getting my lessons. The boyfriend had a house trailer on the airport property, and I’d often stay over so we could get some hours in on. Sure I could trytelling you... um... say the way a satin slip feels against my skin, butwhat's the point when any man curious enough can experience that forhimself?" No, no... Dressing a man in drag tells him nothing about being awoman!" Ah, so true! And so much for any consistency of one's argument!"That's not at all the sort of thing I am talking about. What I... Um...what are you rummaging in that wardrobe of yours for?..."Guess!"If you seriously expect me to... Well, bugger me rigid!!" How. When she learned about the reason Mike had been fighting, Shannon gave him a hug for defending her. Mary raised her hands, giving up. Then she looked at me expecting me to explain why she was upset. I didn't really see that Mike had done anything wrong but knew better than to argue with the look she gave me. I spoke to Mike about fighting and the reasons for avoiding them. Eventually Mike and I agreed that he shouldn't fight unless someone forced him to. I called the parents of the boy he hit.