Gradually, I began to look at boys, and interest in girls evaporated.I was determined to try with a boy, as long as I found the right one and it was d...screet, because I didn't want it to be heard.One Saturday a friend of mine invited me to a villa for his birthday, saying we were 15 people, but there would be some of his cousins ​​we didn't know.In the evening we went to the villa and shortly after that the cousins ​​came -Right from the door, before we met the moment I saw one of the boys and. ..OK.....Yes..Bye. " and she hung up the call just as Matthew knocked onthe front door."Ah Matthew." she said as she gestured for him enter the hallway."Howwas your day?" she asked with a pleasant warm smile."I'm worn out Ms Thornbury." was his reply as he stepped up into thehouse. He held the waistband of his jeans in his left hand and the pinkdrawstring bag in his right. Ms Thornbury noticed his jeans but saidnothing."Right, well let me help. Let me have your execise kit to wash, you cango. With each full penetration of me he'd grind himself against me and the need began to take me over until I finally surrendered to it. I couldn't help but spread my legs like some sort of slut as my body demanded his cock satisfy my lust. I felt so ashamed as I wrapped my arms around his waist and drew him into my need. He answered my need with exactly the movement needed to make my pleasure all the more intense, it was like he was playing me like a piano, knowing exactly what keys to touch to. ..fertile?The thought of his unprotected womb was too much. The teasing pressurewhich had been increasing exploded from him in spurting ecstasy. It feltso right. A switch tripped in his head. Yes, his, he, the man, that waswho he was. And lying beneath him was the woman. She tensed and twistedher head away as his hot sperm pumped into her, boobs bouncingwonderfully with the force of his final thrust. He had felt her vaginatightened and quiver around him at the end. He had though that she.