I got up from my bed to answer it. "Whatever you're selling, I'm not buy..." I said as I opened the door and gasped.Ian Joseph Somerhalder was standin... right there on my front porch!"Hey, man," Ian said holding up his hands, "I swear I'm not a salesman." he said with a smile.He asked me if I was connected to a twitter name. My eyes went wide as saucers as I heard my twitter name being mentioned.And it wasn't even ON twitter, no, it was mentioned by my celebrity crush!Hot Damn!!"Wow, yes, I am!". I look into your eyes and see them blaze with your passion. I bring my hands to your body, bringing them up high as I touch your hair…your neck…your shoulders… Your flesh so hot, your skin so smooth…I love the feel of you. I bend in close, I drink in your scent, my lips meet yours, we kiss…deeper…deeper…I kiss you softly now, backing off…you grab me, you hold me closer, your tongue passes over my lips and presses into my mouth. A smile passes across my lips as our wet tongues play together in. My fingers intertwined with hers at her hip and I heard her say my name. "Don't stop. Please don't... oh yesss," she breathed out, with her eyes clenched tight. I could feel that thickening begin to start, feel my heavy balls draw up and the need to explode approaching. My mouth seemed to shiver with each breath and my fingers dug deeper into her skin. Drops of sweat rolled down my cheeks and I could taste her in the air. "You feel so good," I said against her lips. "I don't wanna stop being. The problem is that I was obliged to stay closed in the convent without vows to escape a violent death. So it was not fair a total deprivation of sexual activity because it could be leading to madness. He suggested giving me relief from my torments through my young mate Sarah for whom he gave an exceptional exemption from her vows. He was categorical that no sperm waste should happen, so all my sperm had to be released and maintained inside her body in order not to commit mortal sin.The mother.