You can come over anytime you like Jen, okay? It doesn't matter what she thinks."She shook her head. "It's her house, Ry. If she doesn't want me there...then I can't come over. They are your parents, Ryan." Yeah, but I want you there, okay? I will be disobeying her, not you! And I bet you my dad will be on our side. We're going to get this settled once and for all, okay?"She didn't say anything."My mom probably just has PMS," he said, trying to lighten the mood. He didn't want to scream and yell. The young man was in no hurry as he methodically slid his shaft all the way in and then pulled out all the way to the tip of his tool. Again and again, slowly and sensually he penetrated me balls deep and each time it was like the first: filling me with lust and uncontrollable pleasure. I began rocking back against his slow thrusts and from behind me I heard his laughter. “You like that do you? I knew you would. Now let me show you how good it can really feel; let’s go!” He then picked up his. She grabbed my hand and helpedpull me from the couch, and we started walking towards the door. I keptwanting to run back to the bathroom, but I was screwed now. She hadn'tfound them yet, but she would, or one of the other gals would. Crap.We got just outside the front door and she pulled it closed."You know, Dan, we've only gone out a couple of times now, but I alreadyfeel so close to you. You are smart, sweet, and I love how you treat me,and how I feel when I'm with you. You are really. There was general approval. Amanda looked at me, and I nodded."I want to go first again," she said. I nodded again, and she went for it. And boy did she take her time. We were kind of early, but the crowd started gathering in a hurry. Whole busloads pulled up, and came over to watch the show. Amanda slowly took my shirt off, and ran her hands up and down my chest, playing with the (admittedly sparse) hair. I was wearing pants today, with a belt, and she undid the belt and slipped my pants down.