After dinner he took me back to his apartment. I was surprised he had his own place already. Fresh out of high school and already had his own apartmen...t. He held my hand and guided me to his room where we picked up the earlier conversations. "I always wondered why your pretty blue eyes always attracted my attention." He commented. I blushed with nervousness. "Aron... Why did you suddenly decide to eat with me of all people?" I asked. He took his finger and slid it up my thigh, tracing and. They did not, in fact, assume any "relationship" would ensue from this double date they were going on. After all, the only reason they were going out together at all was to chaperone the young ones.The kids had high anticipation that this would be the best night of their young lives. Kids are like that. Everything they experience, at least that they like, is "the best." They have a whole string of "best" friends. Each good movie they see is the "best". New foods are temporarily given "best". But fuck, it felt good - the slight pain and "filled" feeling. He showered kisses on my neck as he pushed further.When I got to my comfort level and he got balls deep, he began slowly plunging in and out. I felt so fucking good. I surprised myself by spreading my legs and raising my ass as high as I could. I simply ordered him to "Now fuck me! Own me! Make me your bitch!!" And then the real prostate massage began.He lifted my hips with both hands and plowed it until I felt like rag doll. She was now sat upright on the bed, legs crossed with anticipation. Anne ran down the stairs and opened the door, there in the doorway stood Vicar Max holding his camera gear, alongside him were 3 18 year old boys from the church. She couldn't help but notice the protruding lumps from the crotches of some of the lads, excited for what was about to happen, as Anne's thought's turned for a moment to their young cocks being inside Saria, and what they must taste like."Welcome vicar!" Anne replied.