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I see the headlights of my father's car cleave through the fog and approach. He beams at me, he recognizes me. I wipe my eyes and try to look normal. The car stops next to me.
: - "Come on in, it's freezing cold!"
: - "I hope the heating is on."
Yes, come on close the door or the heat will go away.
I sit down and feel a strange sensation, I had not noticed before but now that I have my butt resting on the seat I have the feeling that I still have something inside. It's not painful or annoying, just a sense of being filled. My father talks and asks me how the evening went but I don't listen, I don't answer the questions. The perception I feel at the level of my anus only makes me think that I lost my virginity that night and it didn't go exactly as I wanted it to. I still feel like crying but I hold back the tears, I don't give free rein to my emotions.
"Are you okay Francy? I talk, I talk, you know no I'm a talker, but you don't answer,
Are you tired?"
: - "Yes dad, I just want to sleep".
: - "Alright. You can tell me all about it tomorrow then... Look we are almost there".
I turn over and over in bed, I can't get to sleep, I think back to the party, to everything that happened to me.
Leonardo says he likes me but in public he doesn't look for me, he doesn't pay attention to me. I don't think that for him I'm just a hole to be filled. Maybe he is not one of the many assholes, as Rosselli called them, but he certainly behaves strangely.... But do I love him? Is what I feel for him love? I don't know anymore. Certainly there is physical attraction although, when we had sex I couldn't feel complete transportation. I felt more involved with Rosselli, with him I was at ease... And then he said he loved me... I didn't imagine it, he really said it. But he's a Proff, he's 46 but that comes to mind. I try to sleep chasing away these thoughts but the last image I see in my mind before falling asleep is the face of the Proff. who smiles at me and says: - "Francesca, I love you and I want to be with you".
On Monday I go back to school reluctantly. On the weekend Leonardo didn't call me and I don't know if I should be more angry or happier. I'm certainly not looking for him today. Given how we left off on Friday night, with an unanswered question, I expect him to come to me and tell me what he's going to do.
The day passes slowly and the recess bell rings like a release. I walk out into the hallway eating my scone determined not to go to Leonardo and not even to look down the hallway to see if he was coming to me. But every now and then I look up in his direction and...Nothing, he's not there. Like an automaton I walk towards his classroom and then I stop. But what the hell am I doing? I said that I wouldn't do it, that I wouldn't look for him, that he should be the one to make the first move and if he didn't do it I wouldn't care. So why does it hurt so much? Why doesn't he come? What did I do to him?
"Francy are you coming out with us?"
I wake up from my thoughts and go out in the courtyard with Chiara and Viola who tell me that next weekend they are going out with Stefano and Luca again and we can't see each other unless I go out with them too.
I would like to come but unfortunately I still don't know what Leonardo thinks.
Sorry, but haven't you...?".
Chiara told me that you stopped by after the party.
: - "Yes, we fucked, he took my virginity but then he was cold as if once it was over I was no longer interested in him, he also politely invited me to get the fuck out of his way in a certain way".
: - "What an asshole and you that you did"
: - "And what was I supposed to do? I went away. I asked him if he was ashamed to feel something for me since, at the party, in front of the others, he didn't spun me off."
What did he say?
: - "Nothing. Nothing all weekend, nothing this morning. Nothing like I don't exist anymore."
: - "Honey....Take a crap from me."
: - "Yeah leave him alone. Do you know how many fish there are in the sea."
: - "I know, but I still like him......I think".
Yeah? Why is that? It doesn't look like a big deal to me."
"Yeah, you're the only one who knows what you'll find in Mr. Perfect."
Let's go back to class, we're about to have a lesson with that cool Rosselli.
Come on Francesca, let's go and feast our eyes, smile a bit, if the idea of seeing Rosselli doesn't make you smile, you're in bad shape.
They don't know and I won't tell them about me and the Rosselli, no one needs to know.
"....E for next time do the translation and page 165 from Italian to Greek and from Greek to Latin. Watch out that Wednesday I interrogate study, next week there will also be the verification, review everything I recommend."
The bell rings and this crappy day ends, thankfully.
Francesca, could you stop by the teachers' lounge before you go? I have to tell you something."
So, she says it in front of everyone, I turn red but no one notices. Everyone is in a hurry to get away from the school and I would like that too".
In the teacher's room there is nobody, Rosselli looks at me and says: - "today I saw you absent, distracted, is everything ok? Did something happen? Is it my fault?".
Immediately a lump rises in my throat, I can hardly hold back the tears.
"No Prof.,"
"Massimo, please call me by my name, Massimo".
No Massimo, Prof, it's not your fault.
Yours.
: - "Yours, I was wrong..."
: - "I know I shouldn't have let it happen, I was wrong too".
: - "No, I don't mean what happened between us, I don't deny it and no I consider it a mistake, it was very good for me".
"I'm glad to hear you say that, it was nice for me too, you know how I feel about you".
I remember the words that the teacher had told me at the party.
"Goodnight Francesca but before I go I have to tell you, I wouldn't use you for my own pleasure because I think I love you".
I started crying and stammered: - "It's just that I thought he liked me, but at the party he didn't consider me, in public he never showed any attitude with me...That's how a guy who is with a girl, he hid me from everyone's eyes in his room and then, only when everyone was gone, he came to me."
: - "You see, when you feel something for someone you can make mistakes, it's up to us to understand where you went wrong and fix it, to understand if the person to whom we are giving all of ourselves is the right one, if he deserves it or not. I don't tell you anything because I am not superpartes, it's up to you, you have to understand, you know what you feel".
I don't know what to do, he took me and then he didn't contact me anymore, even today he didn't look for me and I am confused".
The Prof. takes a post-it and writes something on it.
: - "This is my address and my cell phone, for anything use it...promise".
: - "What?"
: - "That whatever you need, you will call me...you know how I feel and I would love for you to consider me in your life".
: - "But..."
: - "Shhhh, don't say anything, just promise"
"I promise."
The following days, for the corridors of the high school, runs another rumor, Leonardo and Annalisa are back together. Who knows why the news does not seem strange to me, in fact, completely normal. Leonardo avoids me and I do the same thing. I am too proud to go to him with my tail between my legs to ask for explanations that most likely he would not know or would not want to give me. You know what? I'm going to put a pin in it and stop thinking about it. It won't be hard for me to stop thinking about him, I already have and in fact I feel better already. I'm also certain that no one will ever know what happened at the Halloween party, I don't think he wants to tell everyone that he was with me, the high school Tgirl, the fag. I don't think he wants to go public and be a fag. After all, he has always liked women, hasn't he?
That Saturday, unexpectedly, I get a whatzapp from Leonardo: - "I think you know that I'm back with Annalisa, it's better this way but if you want for me we can continue to see each other if you want and fuck at my house, without commitments, what do you think? ".
I don't answer. But I get sad. I call on whatzapp Chiara and Viola to hear if they would like to come over or go downtown together shopping, the medicine for all ills.
Sorry Francy, we can't today, let's go out with Stefano and Luca maybe tomorrow".
"Ok, never mind".
I hang up, take my backpack and tell myself that if it's going to be a sad afternoon I might as well study. At that moment I find in my hands the post-it with Rosselli's cell phone. Instinctively I dial the number, the phone rings. One, two, three rings. Four, five...One more and then I hang up. Tuuuu
"Hello!?"
He answered. I remain silent. Rosselli's deep voice asks.
: - "Yes, Hello? Who is this?"
: - "Yes, it's me".
: - "Francesca, is that you?"
: - "Yes Massimo".
: - "Everything okay?"
: - "Yes, can we meet?".
You're asking me? Sure, I'll pick you up, tell me where and when and I'll be right there....Please take a helmet. I'll come on my bike."
We fix the place. I quickly get ready and leave the house.
With Massimo we go downtown for a hot chocolate with pastries, take a tour of the stores, talk about frivolous things that make me feel good. It's nice. Outside of school it's even more interesting, his smile is disarming, his eyes a stormy sea that sweeps me away.
: - "Francesca, do you want to come over maybe stay for dinner tonight?"
: - "At your place? I don't know, yes but I can't stay for dinner....I'm sorry."
I answer without thinking too much about it, maybe I will regret... Or maybe not.
Rosselli's house is on a hill, just outside the city. He lets me in. The room is modern, you can tell it's the home of a bachelor, mega TV, stereo, Playstation, at least a dozen guitars hanging everywhere instead of paintings.
I feel his hands on my shoulders.
"I'll help you take off your jacket."
He takes off the strap of my purse and throws it on the couch then slowly pulls off the comforter bringing his face close to my neck. The comforter falls off, he grabs my arms, starts sniffing my neck.
"Your skin is driving me crazy."
He turns me around and searches for my lips. I melt, feel a flush of heat throughout my body, throw my arms around his neck and we kiss. He lifts me up, picks me up and carries me to the couch, never taking our mouths off each other. A thousand thoughts crowd into my head but I chase them away. Now I just want to enjoy my Professor.
He sits down and I on his lap, with his hands he brushes my body, stops on my hips, squeezes the apples and pushes me towards him. He tips me over on the couch and starts tickling me all over. I laugh like crazy and try to wiggle out of it. He holds me down I can't move.
: - "Now, if I book you what will I get in return?"
Why?
Because now I hold the power and you are at my mercy."
He starts tickling me again and I can't stand it any longer, I'm out of breath from laughing.
: - "Stop, stop please stop ahahahahah"
"I'll ask you again, what do I get in return?".
I take advantage of a moment of relaxation and manage to escape his grip, I get up but he grabs me by the arm and brings me back on his lap making me sit on his arousal. I feel him, turn my head, look into his eyes and kiss him fiercely.
Frantically, without stopping kissing, he undresses me and I undress him. I remain in my briefs but he is all naked in front of me, his sculpted physique, his penis erect with a red swollen head.
"Are you sure? Then I don't know if I can stop myself."
I nod my head and throw myself into his arms.
Massimo brings his hands on my ass, lifts me up and throws me on the couch, I feel his weight on me and the tension of his member on my belly. He starts to lick and suck my nipples long and slowly sending me into paradise then with his tongue he goes down to my belly and slips it into my navel with concentric movements. He goes down again passing his tongue on the fabric of my panties, I put my hands in his hair pushing his head towards me and I start to move my pelvis rubbing my small penis on his face. He passes his hands behind my butt and starts nibbling on my inner thigh then with a quick movement he pulls off my panties freeing my clit. He looks at me.
"You are beautiful."
He lays down on the couch and I mount on him, he turns me in a 69 position and I find myself face to face with his penis, I squeeze it with one hand, with the other I move my hair and start to lick it all starting from the chapel. I feel him parting my apples and then his tongue starts licking and exploring my little hole. This time is different, this time I can feel the excitement, the transportation, the desire to enjoy together. I'm sure I won't be disappointed and gassed by this thought I let my lips slide over his cock until I take it all the way down my throat.
His tongue gives me immense pleasure and I start to feel an anal orgasm mounting, he notices and replaces his tongue with a finger. Now he spreads my little hole with rotating movements. I scream with pleasure and I start to drip humors from my butt and I also feel like I want to pee that explodes making something come out of my willy too in the moment I have my anal orgasm.
He gets up, comes behind me, makes me kneel on the seat of the couch with my hands on the back then he is on top of me, kisses my neck squeezing my breasts.
"Fuck me please."
He doesn't make himself say it twice. I feel the head that rests on the little hole, I feel her pushing and forcing the entrance that slowly opens welcoming his cock like a glove. I feel a mixture of burning and pleasure.
"Don't stop."
And he doesn't, once inside he pushes slowly stopping and starting again in order to give time to my ass to accept the intruder. I still get wet and the cock starts to slide inside me harder and faster, He takes me by the hair and rides me hard. I close my eyes and cum like crazy. I hear him panting, he slows down. He pulls me up to my feet he passes an arm under my right leg and pulling it up he spreads my legs and starts to fuck me standing up harder and harder. I feel I'm going to enjoy, I feel I'm going to come I scream with pleasure.
"I'm coming, I'm coming"
Massimo comes out and immediately a stream of cum comes out of my anus as I am shocked by tremors of pleasure.
It's not over.
: - "Now it's my turn"
He lays me down on my stomach with my legs closed, he squats behind me and penetrates me like this. I can feel his whole penis inside me.
"Now you're going to go crazy."
I feel him move inside me then he finds an angle of penetration that goes to stimulate a spot and the enjoyment becomes huge.
I start screaming: - "Yes, yes that's it don't stop"
"I think I found your prostate!"
I don't know what you've found, but it's okay, don't worry!"
And Massimo doesn't stop, I feel the third orgasm is coming and I still feel like peeing.
The Proff increases the speed of the strokes then suddenly slows down and starts with deeper penetrations that make me lose control. I close my eyes, inside me maximum's penis swells and vibrates
"I'm going to come".
Suddenly I feel him spit all his pleasure inside me and at the same time I also orgasm again and again colo front and back.
We laugh, he holds me and says: - "I love you"
- "I've fallen in love with you too."
He abandons himself on top of me leaving his penis inside me, I feel him relax.
Flop! is the funny sound I hear when, still immersed in pleasure, he removes his penis from my ass after coming copiously inside. Now I feel his seed coming out and dripping wetting my thighs, I'm a little ashamed but I have no regrets for what happened.
: - "Come on in, it's freezing cold!"
: - "I hope the heating is on."
Yes, come on close the door or the heat will go away.
I sit down and feel a strange sensation, I had not noticed before but now that I have my butt resting on the seat I have the feeling that I still have something inside. It's not painful or annoying, just a sense of being filled. My father talks and asks me how the evening went but I don't listen, I don't answer the questions. The perception I feel at the level of my anus only makes me think that I lost my virginity that night and it didn't go exactly as I wanted it to. I still feel like crying but I hold back the tears, I don't give free rein to my emotions.
"Are you okay Francy? I talk, I talk, you know no I'm a talker, but you don't answer,
Are you tired?"
: - "Yes dad, I just want to sleep".
: - "Alright. You can tell me all about it tomorrow then... Look we are almost there".
I turn over and over in bed, I can't get to sleep, I think back to the party, to everything that happened to me.
Leonardo says he likes me but in public he doesn't look for me, he doesn't pay attention to me. I don't think that for him I'm just a hole to be filled. Maybe he is not one of the many assholes, as Rosselli called them, but he certainly behaves strangely.... But do I love him? Is what I feel for him love? I don't know anymore. Certainly there is physical attraction although, when we had sex I couldn't feel complete transportation. I felt more involved with Rosselli, with him I was at ease... And then he said he loved me... I didn't imagine it, he really said it. But he's a Proff, he's 46 but that comes to mind. I try to sleep chasing away these thoughts but the last image I see in my mind before falling asleep is the face of the Proff. who smiles at me and says: - "Francesca, I love you and I want to be with you".
On Monday I go back to school reluctantly. On the weekend Leonardo didn't call me and I don't know if I should be more angry or happier. I'm certainly not looking for him today. Given how we left off on Friday night, with an unanswered question, I expect him to come to me and tell me what he's going to do.
The day passes slowly and the recess bell rings like a release. I walk out into the hallway eating my scone determined not to go to Leonardo and not even to look down the hallway to see if he was coming to me. But every now and then I look up in his direction and...Nothing, he's not there. Like an automaton I walk towards his classroom and then I stop. But what the hell am I doing? I said that I wouldn't do it, that I wouldn't look for him, that he should be the one to make the first move and if he didn't do it I wouldn't care. So why does it hurt so much? Why doesn't he come? What did I do to him?
"Francy are you coming out with us?"
I wake up from my thoughts and go out in the courtyard with Chiara and Viola who tell me that next weekend they are going out with Stefano and Luca again and we can't see each other unless I go out with them too.
I would like to come but unfortunately I still don't know what Leonardo thinks.
Sorry, but haven't you...?".
Chiara told me that you stopped by after the party.
: - "Yes, we fucked, he took my virginity but then he was cold as if once it was over I was no longer interested in him, he also politely invited me to get the fuck out of his way in a certain way".
: - "What an asshole and you that you did"
: - "And what was I supposed to do? I went away. I asked him if he was ashamed to feel something for me since, at the party, in front of the others, he didn't spun me off."
What did he say?
: - "Nothing. Nothing all weekend, nothing this morning. Nothing like I don't exist anymore."
: - "Honey....Take a crap from me."
: - "Yeah leave him alone. Do you know how many fish there are in the sea."
: - "I know, but I still like him......I think".
Yeah? Why is that? It doesn't look like a big deal to me."
"Yeah, you're the only one who knows what you'll find in Mr. Perfect."
Let's go back to class, we're about to have a lesson with that cool Rosselli.
Come on Francesca, let's go and feast our eyes, smile a bit, if the idea of seeing Rosselli doesn't make you smile, you're in bad shape.
They don't know and I won't tell them about me and the Rosselli, no one needs to know.
"....E for next time do the translation and page 165 from Italian to Greek and from Greek to Latin. Watch out that Wednesday I interrogate study, next week there will also be the verification, review everything I recommend."
The bell rings and this crappy day ends, thankfully.
Francesca, could you stop by the teachers' lounge before you go? I have to tell you something."
So, she says it in front of everyone, I turn red but no one notices. Everyone is in a hurry to get away from the school and I would like that too".
In the teacher's room there is nobody, Rosselli looks at me and says: - "today I saw you absent, distracted, is everything ok? Did something happen? Is it my fault?".
Immediately a lump rises in my throat, I can hardly hold back the tears.
"No Prof.,"
"Massimo, please call me by my name, Massimo".
No Massimo, Prof, it's not your fault.
Yours.
: - "Yours, I was wrong..."
: - "I know I shouldn't have let it happen, I was wrong too".
: - "No, I don't mean what happened between us, I don't deny it and no I consider it a mistake, it was very good for me".
"I'm glad to hear you say that, it was nice for me too, you know how I feel about you".
I remember the words that the teacher had told me at the party.
"Goodnight Francesca but before I go I have to tell you, I wouldn't use you for my own pleasure because I think I love you".
I started crying and stammered: - "It's just that I thought he liked me, but at the party he didn't consider me, in public he never showed any attitude with me...That's how a guy who is with a girl, he hid me from everyone's eyes in his room and then, only when everyone was gone, he came to me."
: - "You see, when you feel something for someone you can make mistakes, it's up to us to understand where you went wrong and fix it, to understand if the person to whom we are giving all of ourselves is the right one, if he deserves it or not. I don't tell you anything because I am not superpartes, it's up to you, you have to understand, you know what you feel".
I don't know what to do, he took me and then he didn't contact me anymore, even today he didn't look for me and I am confused".
The Prof. takes a post-it and writes something on it.
: - "This is my address and my cell phone, for anything use it...promise".
: - "What?"
: - "That whatever you need, you will call me...you know how I feel and I would love for you to consider me in your life".
: - "But..."
: - "Shhhh, don't say anything, just promise"
"I promise."
The following days, for the corridors of the high school, runs another rumor, Leonardo and Annalisa are back together. Who knows why the news does not seem strange to me, in fact, completely normal. Leonardo avoids me and I do the same thing. I am too proud to go to him with my tail between my legs to ask for explanations that most likely he would not know or would not want to give me. You know what? I'm going to put a pin in it and stop thinking about it. It won't be hard for me to stop thinking about him, I already have and in fact I feel better already. I'm also certain that no one will ever know what happened at the Halloween party, I don't think he wants to tell everyone that he was with me, the high school Tgirl, the fag. I don't think he wants to go public and be a fag. After all, he has always liked women, hasn't he?
That Saturday, unexpectedly, I get a whatzapp from Leonardo: - "I think you know that I'm back with Annalisa, it's better this way but if you want for me we can continue to see each other if you want and fuck at my house, without commitments, what do you think? ".
I don't answer. But I get sad. I call on whatzapp Chiara and Viola to hear if they would like to come over or go downtown together shopping, the medicine for all ills.
Sorry Francy, we can't today, let's go out with Stefano and Luca maybe tomorrow".
"Ok, never mind".
I hang up, take my backpack and tell myself that if it's going to be a sad afternoon I might as well study. At that moment I find in my hands the post-it with Rosselli's cell phone. Instinctively I dial the number, the phone rings. One, two, three rings. Four, five...One more and then I hang up. Tuuuu
"Hello!?"
He answered. I remain silent. Rosselli's deep voice asks.
: - "Yes, Hello? Who is this?"
: - "Yes, it's me".
: - "Francesca, is that you?"
: - "Yes Massimo".
: - "Everything okay?"
: - "Yes, can we meet?".
You're asking me? Sure, I'll pick you up, tell me where and when and I'll be right there....Please take a helmet. I'll come on my bike."
We fix the place. I quickly get ready and leave the house.
With Massimo we go downtown for a hot chocolate with pastries, take a tour of the stores, talk about frivolous things that make me feel good. It's nice. Outside of school it's even more interesting, his smile is disarming, his eyes a stormy sea that sweeps me away.
: - "Francesca, do you want to come over maybe stay for dinner tonight?"
: - "At your place? I don't know, yes but I can't stay for dinner....I'm sorry."
I answer without thinking too much about it, maybe I will regret... Or maybe not.
Rosselli's house is on a hill, just outside the city. He lets me in. The room is modern, you can tell it's the home of a bachelor, mega TV, stereo, Playstation, at least a dozen guitars hanging everywhere instead of paintings.
I feel his hands on my shoulders.
"I'll help you take off your jacket."
He takes off the strap of my purse and throws it on the couch then slowly pulls off the comforter bringing his face close to my neck. The comforter falls off, he grabs my arms, starts sniffing my neck.
"Your skin is driving me crazy."
He turns me around and searches for my lips. I melt, feel a flush of heat throughout my body, throw my arms around his neck and we kiss. He lifts me up, picks me up and carries me to the couch, never taking our mouths off each other. A thousand thoughts crowd into my head but I chase them away. Now I just want to enjoy my Professor.
He sits down and I on his lap, with his hands he brushes my body, stops on my hips, squeezes the apples and pushes me towards him. He tips me over on the couch and starts tickling me all over. I laugh like crazy and try to wiggle out of it. He holds me down I can't move.
: - "Now, if I book you what will I get in return?"
Why?
Because now I hold the power and you are at my mercy."
He starts tickling me again and I can't stand it any longer, I'm out of breath from laughing.
: - "Stop, stop please stop ahahahahah"
"I'll ask you again, what do I get in return?".
I take advantage of a moment of relaxation and manage to escape his grip, I get up but he grabs me by the arm and brings me back on his lap making me sit on his arousal. I feel him, turn my head, look into his eyes and kiss him fiercely.
Frantically, without stopping kissing, he undresses me and I undress him. I remain in my briefs but he is all naked in front of me, his sculpted physique, his penis erect with a red swollen head.
"Are you sure? Then I don't know if I can stop myself."
I nod my head and throw myself into his arms.
Massimo brings his hands on my ass, lifts me up and throws me on the couch, I feel his weight on me and the tension of his member on my belly. He starts to lick and suck my nipples long and slowly sending me into paradise then with his tongue he goes down to my belly and slips it into my navel with concentric movements. He goes down again passing his tongue on the fabric of my panties, I put my hands in his hair pushing his head towards me and I start to move my pelvis rubbing my small penis on his face. He passes his hands behind my butt and starts nibbling on my inner thigh then with a quick movement he pulls off my panties freeing my clit. He looks at me.
"You are beautiful."
He lays down on the couch and I mount on him, he turns me in a 69 position and I find myself face to face with his penis, I squeeze it with one hand, with the other I move my hair and start to lick it all starting from the chapel. I feel him parting my apples and then his tongue starts licking and exploring my little hole. This time is different, this time I can feel the excitement, the transportation, the desire to enjoy together. I'm sure I won't be disappointed and gassed by this thought I let my lips slide over his cock until I take it all the way down my throat.
His tongue gives me immense pleasure and I start to feel an anal orgasm mounting, he notices and replaces his tongue with a finger. Now he spreads my little hole with rotating movements. I scream with pleasure and I start to drip humors from my butt and I also feel like I want to pee that explodes making something come out of my willy too in the moment I have my anal orgasm.
He gets up, comes behind me, makes me kneel on the seat of the couch with my hands on the back then he is on top of me, kisses my neck squeezing my breasts.
"Fuck me please."
He doesn't make himself say it twice. I feel the head that rests on the little hole, I feel her pushing and forcing the entrance that slowly opens welcoming his cock like a glove. I feel a mixture of burning and pleasure.
"Don't stop."
And he doesn't, once inside he pushes slowly stopping and starting again in order to give time to my ass to accept the intruder. I still get wet and the cock starts to slide inside me harder and faster, He takes me by the hair and rides me hard. I close my eyes and cum like crazy. I hear him panting, he slows down. He pulls me up to my feet he passes an arm under my right leg and pulling it up he spreads my legs and starts to fuck me standing up harder and harder. I feel I'm going to enjoy, I feel I'm going to come I scream with pleasure.
"I'm coming, I'm coming"
Massimo comes out and immediately a stream of cum comes out of my anus as I am shocked by tremors of pleasure.
It's not over.
: - "Now it's my turn"
He lays me down on my stomach with my legs closed, he squats behind me and penetrates me like this. I can feel his whole penis inside me.
"Now you're going to go crazy."
I feel him move inside me then he finds an angle of penetration that goes to stimulate a spot and the enjoyment becomes huge.
I start screaming: - "Yes, yes that's it don't stop"
"I think I found your prostate!"
I don't know what you've found, but it's okay, don't worry!"
And Massimo doesn't stop, I feel the third orgasm is coming and I still feel like peeing.
The Proff increases the speed of the strokes then suddenly slows down and starts with deeper penetrations that make me lose control. I close my eyes, inside me maximum's penis swells and vibrates
"I'm going to come".
Suddenly I feel him spit all his pleasure inside me and at the same time I also orgasm again and again colo front and back.
We laugh, he holds me and says: - "I love you"
- "I've fallen in love with you too."
He abandons himself on top of me leaving his penis inside me, I feel him relax.
Flop! is the funny sound I hear when, still immersed in pleasure, he removes his penis from my ass after coming copiously inside. Now I feel his seed coming out and dripping wetting my thighs, I'm a little ashamed but I have no regrets for what happened.
