“Buongiorno, Pietro.” Giulia greeted the shy nineteen-year-old that she had met for a couple of minutes during the break, along with his girlfrien... Mia.“Buongiorno.” Pietro nodded politely. The young man tried his best to keep eye contact, but his eyes did drift down and get lost for a second in Giulia’s deep and soft cleavage.“So, Pietro...” The young man’s awkward and shy gaze reminded Giulia of her husband Salvatore. He had been like that when they had met, and even now after ten years of. As I settled down between my two loves, I noticed Rebecca watching Benjamin get settled. She looked at me and said, "Someone is going to need a trip to the vet to be fixed."That's when it hit me. I grabbed my head and moaned.Colleen and Rebecca swarmed me, asking what was wrong, and if they needed to call an ambulance."Oh My," I said, over and over again. "I am so sorry. I am So Sorry. I AM SO SORRY."They looked at me with so much love, devotion, and confusion, that I finally told them, "I am. He only lasted 30 secondsbefore he shot a long, apparently pent-up load down her throat at the bottomof a thrust she held until he stopped jerking. It was a huge load, and it tookhim a while. None of that load was wasted dripping off the chain, and she laughedat his surprise, his volume, and his lack of control. He was shown the door and the next guy was let in, a tall college kid thatimmediately tried to talk way too much. She shushed him and her guardian explainedthe rules about talking. He. The next few days were awful, not being able to hold her or kiss her or anything. I spent my nights jacking off in my bed, thinking about her.When we finally did manage to be alone, it was just for a few seconds, enough for a quick kiss; we didn't even have time to talk. But as we split up again, Elizabeth whispered to me. "Write me a note," she said.So I did. I wrote down how I thought about her all the time, and how I had dreams about her, and how I missed our kissing. I slipped it to her.