Michael arrived home at seven o clock, having left rosebush's household at six fifteen. The dusk around him was cool on his skin as he opened the door to his house and entered. His parents were both sitting at the dinner mesa, his Father of the Church peering at the city paper through a couplet of reading glasses, sipping a Methedrine of wine and picking at a dinner of remnant meatloaf. His female parent sat leaning precariously back in her president, sipping on a much large glassful of wine than her spouse and eating a diet meal. She read a book on finances and realtors, though somehow Michael supposed that she was reading it simply to read something. He slouched, assuming his defeated ‘ high-schooler'position. He moved as quickly as he could, but just as his fundament hit the stairs his father, the lone person in the house who cared anything for his existence, stopped him.
"How was school today Michael ? Did you have detention again ?"His mother looked up from her playscript and smiled at him before returning to her ‘ reading ’. He stepped off the stair, desperately thinking of how close he was to being safe in his room. He moved slowly over to the tabular array and sat down future to his father.
"No, I was at a friend's house. We had a project."He thought of the ‘ project'that he and Rose had actually worked on, and instantly a erection began to mold in his pants. Luckily he was back in his tight boxers, so there was no quick menace of anyone noticing. His father nodded and smiled at him while his mother made something of a snort.
"Sounds good. You should put to work on something over here one Night, I'm sure we could all use the companionship. You know that your friends are welcome here ?"His father meant it. Michael could tell he genuinely meant it. That made Michael grin. He would never actually bring Rose to this inferno but the sentiment was well received.
"Yeah Dad, I know. Thanks. Maybe soon, we've got a lot of stuff coming up."He shouldered his backpack and stood."I've got some reading to do for English, I'm gon na go up to my elbow room. G'dark Dad."His founding father reached out an arm and patted Michael on the arm. Michael just smiled a rueful smiling that no one saw. He walked up to his room, counting the steps and moving as quietly as possible. Suddenly Dana ran from the lav to her room and slammed the door screaming,
"MOOOM ! Michael just walked into the bathroom while I was in the shower ! You little pervert !"Michael just sighed and went towards his elbow room, knowing that was the only dependable place in the earth for him. He locked the door from the inside and got on his information processing system, drowning out the sound of his mother knocking furiously on the door with a shuffled iPod. The night passed with almost no incident besides.


Michael was at school at seven o'clock, early as usual. If he avoided the kerfuffle of breakfast things were much comfortable on him and on the entire family. He sat on the edge of one the peak gardens, eating an apple and reflecting on the day before. Just thinking about the jam in the rampart of the can and his hr with Rose was enough to start the tent in his jeans. He smiled, a rare great deal to be seen by the school day. He finished his orchard apple tree and made a snap over his head teacher towards the trashcan at the opening of the gym, hearing the bounce of the gist telling him that he had made it. He swung his legs up onto the wide-cut concrete barrier between the garden and the walk. As he shut his eyes he thought of the peephole, and what wonders it could impart to him. Rose was the only girlfriend who knew it existed… or so Michael had hoped. Suddenly a hired hand landed on his crotch and started to feel up his flaccid phallus, something that caused him to start up and seize the hired hand. He looked straight into the eyes of Rose, the lovely fledgling he was now, he thought, in a relationship with. She sat on his lap and encircled his neck opening with one arm, pulling him to her lips and kissing him gently. He reciprocated happily.
Wrapping his arms around her he pulled her back down on top of him so that they were laying together on the bound, her head on his shoulder and his hired hand around her waist.
"I thought we agreed not to act differently around school day ?"Michael looked at her with smell, though what it was he wasn't sure.
"They never get here early unless it's for athletics… and we never finished our academic term yesterday."She looked up at him as he attempted to figure out what she meant, before rolling so that her entire body was on top of him and her head was just above his. After he couldn't anatomy it out she leaned down and kissed him, lighter and more gently than before, and whispered in his ear,
"I'm still a virgin…"Michael wrapped his arms around her waistline, checking to make sure that no one was around before dropping his manus to her ass and squeezing one cheek through her short shortstop. He grinned and kissed her as normally as any high school couplet would, before breaking off and getting up. He reached out a deal to her and pulled her to him, hugging her hard as her mitt dropped down to line the abstract of his pecker on his shorts. Suddenly she pushed him off of her and grabbed his hand, pulling him toward the school. They ran through the mansion towards the public convenience. He pulled her into the guy's bath, making his way to the last stand. Once they were in and the door was locked, the two were undressed and desperately clutching at the other. Michael picked Rose up and pressed her against the wall, kissing her hard and playing with her snatch lips as she clawed at his back. Finally she pushed him away and sat him down on the toilet, positioning herself over his cock and slowly lowering herself. He grabbed her head and kissed her hard as his cock poked into her vagina, the purple head desperate to be inside of her.
She gasped and cried out as she began to spear up herself on his cock, the nine and one-half inches of man piercing her and splitting her in half. Michael was halfway inside of her when he remembered the hymen.
"Fuccccckkkk… Rose, your maidenhead !"She grunted as she continued to drive herself down further and further.
"I… I broke it… doing gymnastics… one competition… I'm fine… ugh !"Michael felt his rose hip pertain her thighs as he finished, realizing that he could find her cervix with his tip. He grunted and pushed up against her, pushing the head of his cock up against her cervix. She moaned and hugged him to her, the feeling for both of them a thousand metre majuscule than the experience of oral. Rose began to bounce on his cock as Michael playing with her tits, wanting her to go her own speed. She hadn't gone far when she began to cum.
"AAAAH… Fuck YES, fuck my fuddled little cunt… ohhhh, nooky Yes"She dropped back down onto him and stayed as her pussy convulsed on his thick cock. Knowing that they didn't have time to waste Michael grabbed her and began to move her up and down on his dick. After she was done she put her hands on his shoulders and let him have her, moaning as loud as she dared. She didn't have to wait long before he came and filled her with his seed.
"Oh… FUCK… pink wine !"At his muffled yell she kissed him, feeling his weapons system hug her difficult against him as he filled her. She began to cum as she felt it happen, screaming herself as he dumped a massive freight into her virgin uterine cervix. Michael left rosiness passed out, dressed, on the toilet and went to class. He somehow felt that today would be a very different day .