I spread my legs as wide open as possible, grabbing his waist pulling him closer to me, I want him in me, to be one with me. All I can feel is his mas...sive head pressing against my pussy, slowly pressing into me as my eyes widen. This is how it should feel, why did I wait so long to do this. It seemed like a lifetime passed, feeling every inch of his thick cock sliding into me until his balls pressed against my asshole. All I can manage to say in between breaths is to beg him to fuck me, please. I better warn Suzie.”Sean typed for a minute and then read the line aloud, “Roses are red.”He stared at the screen for five minutes and then said, “Roses aren’t always red. Sometimes they are white, yellow, pink, or carmine. I’m going for honesty here so I better not start the poem with a lie.”He stared at the screen for another minute. Finally, he said, “Maybe I should use a footnote to explain that I’m taking poetic license rather than going for absolute fact.”After typing two pages of text. If I could ever find another boy that wanted to go out with me after Jeff was done ruining my reputation.I got back to my feet. Chet seemed even more embarrassed now that it was over. He stood up and quickly pulled his pants up as if he had just been caught masturbating by his mother. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth again. When I returned, Chet was gone.I picked up my dress and put it on. Then we went out. I still didn't know where we were going. It was still too early to go to Rudy's.. Maybe, that has something, to do with it.” I reminded Stella. “How are we going to find that out Chubby? ”“You want to fuck your mother but she is not sure of herself, to let you or anyone else, to touch her cunt. That is where, the problem is." “So, what do I do Stella?” “Let me think.” replied Stella. I slowly started to rub Stella’s body. Holding her soft breast and squeezing them, kissing her all over. “Sorry chubby, no more fucks tonight. I lost my mood, to go for another round.