Mr. McPherson said he'd help but I'm hoping to go to art school this fall, so I need to save my money."Bud tucked the envelope under his shirt. "Well,...I guess you're right. Anyway, I gotta go." He turned toward the door. "Oh yeah, my old man wants me to ask you to Sunday dinner." What?" Of all the things Bud could have said, that was one that Stevie hadn't anticipated."Yeah, Rebecca turned red and shit but Dad says that she hasn't been able to finish a sentence without adding something about. Euphoria! A new universe was being created.Before long, I was lost in another, stronger orgasm.I rolled my head, arched my back, dipped and rolled my hips as waves of ecstasy coursed through every fiber of my body.In the middle of my orgasm, he paused, and I felt his hot cum blast into me as I continued gyrating my hips around his thick rod."Yes, finish it, cum in me, right there!," I found myself screaming.I couldn't believe how aroused I was."We've just started," he said through clenched. She pulled away and looked a little surprised at herself, and was now looking into my eyes. I tried to hide the lust that I could feel pulsating in my face. ‘I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me.’ ‘No it’s fine, I kind of enjoyed it’ I smiled, confident now I had managed to gain composure in my eyes, the fear of giving myself away slowly fading. She also smiled and I think appreciated that I hadn’t been strange about it. ‘So what are you working on?’ She asked as she glanced towards my. “You’ll quickly forget me.”“Forget our searching, exploring mouths. Yours so warm and welcoming. Smoothness of those breasts. Entering you. The places we’ve been. Making love in four capital cities. No forgetting.”Ella’s song dug deeper under his skinHe took a step towards her.“Don’t try, Paul.” Holding up a restricting hand, she said, “The passion was good. But, we’ve lost something. You’re seldom here.” There was a sorrowful look in her blue eyes.“I’ve told you, “ he said plaintively. “Work.