Drop your pants and bend over the chair and i wil put my head in your arse not all the way in i will stop at the head and i will cum inside you and yo... can feel the sensation of my cum entering you.. he was such a smooth talker i said do it.i bent over and he had some lube in his pocket as if he knew he was getting some tonight, i bent over and he lubed his cock up he fingered some in to my hole and he slowly popped my cherry with his fat head, he was now inside me he he slowly moved closer to. For now.He can’t help himself. He shudders, chokes off a small cry, and erupts. His ejaculate, his cum, flies in torrents, Nature’s glorious gift to a young male. I do not permit him to rut but I pump his cock in counterpoint to coax each spurt and splash from him. His cream coats my belly, my hand, his testicles.I laugh. With all my heart. I love him, and on the hot nights of summer when I pleasure myself alone in my bed I dream of the consummation of our love. I hear him across the garden. "You're just in time," Sophia continued. "Want some lunch? I'm doing grilled ham and cheese." Sure. Hi, Mrs. Kovach." Hi, Jessie." What, Soph, you cookin' for everybody? When the hell did you become so freakin' domestic?" Ah, 'snothin'. I was making for myself, so why not make for everyone?" Sophia hummed a snatch of some song or other. "It's no big deal."Jessie looked at Ellen. "What has gotten into her? My best friend is positively bubbly!" I dunno, Jess. She's been like this all morning. She. Ten brisk paces immediately re-introduced me to the pleasure the swinging locket used to bring me. I d****d my laundry on the staircase banister then turned right and continued to walk. I paced through the living room, into the dining room then returned to the kitchen. I picked up another pair then pranced them down the hallway once more. Jiggles turned to tugs and I was on autopilot for the first time in eight months. I played a fast-paced Flamenco Star CD on the living room stereo then.