Not a sexy thought, but a real one. He knelt up on the bed and re-inserted his thumb, this time sliding into me much easier. After a couple pistons wi...h his thumb, it left me and I felt him run the head of his penis around my crease. When he centered it on my little hole, he pushed.Good God, it hurt, but I pushed back to get him all the way in, past my little knot, and into me right away. A hot poker would have felt the same, but I hid my pain. Once he was in I reached back and grabbed his. The noise that my flashlight made when it hit my door brought my mother to my room, and when she hit the switch to see what was going on, the light scared the dark away, and I was saved.Six months of psychological therapy showed me that my parents must really love me. After all, didn't they pay all that money to a therapist who in the end was convinced that I had been cured of my insecurities, which had manifested themselves into my being afraid of the dark?Actually, I felt bad about my parents. I had barely closed the front door before she was on me. She had jumped up and had grabbed a hold of me. Her arms were around my neck and her legs around my waist and she held on tight as she embraced me and we were kissing fervently. I managed to take us both to the bedroom and I placed her down onto the bed. I watched as she stared lustfully at me with her beautiful eyes and as she then took off her shirt. Her body was amazing and I was super excited to be with her.As she then unbuttoned. The microphone nestled between her breasts and I reckoned that her arms would be aching while she held that microphone for the full three minutes. The band started and she cut in a few seconds later.“She’s got my vote,” I said out loud.My wife looked up from her phone, clocked the size of her breasts and replied with a simple, “Hmmm.”We both watched the TV for a while, and by god, she could sing as well. By the end of the audition three chairs had turned white and will.i.am’s eyeballs nearly.