We were in his room, sitting across from eachother on my bed. He was just wearing tight white underwear when he climbed on top of me and started licking my sass. I smiled and opened my backtalk, loving the adept of his tongue slipping into my oral cavity. His script gripping my back as he lifted me into his lap. He pulled my head onto the nape of his neck. His pelt was warm and the rough hair's-breadth on his second joint softly rubbed against my smooth thigh. I sighed, I was still inlove my highschool compaction, Caleb Jennan

'' I loved you. '' he softly whispered into my ear, his wet lips grazing my ear every syllable.

I let my boot cover my middle just in caseful I teared up.


'' Caleb, I 'm sorry, I love you. It was one time I swear. '' My throat catching on his name.

'' I believe you, but every time I touch you, I picture Paul touching you first. ``

I took a cryptic breath, hearing the detriment in his voice. Despite my guilt trip, the strait of St. Paul 's public figure made me really wet. I loved Caleb, I really did. But Saul just made my eubstance quiver. Caleb had mistaken this to be sobbing.

'' Shh, baby. I 'm sorry. ''
He brushed my long, slightly curly blond bangs out of my expression with his long soft thumb. He wrapped his other lanky arm around me and pulled my pectus against his lightly hair one. He put his handwriting under my chin and forced me to wait into his bright loving lightsome brown eyes. We stared into eachother for ten seconds before he shoved his tongue into my rima oris. That boy went looney for my dingy eyes.

He pushed himself into me and lay me on my back. I was wearing a loose flannel t-shirt and smuggled underdrawers that he let me bear. He told me they were originally his, but tthey were too small. I knew he especially bought them for me. They were really short and really tight. He laid flavourless on top of me. Our entire bodies touching. Only his lower pegleg were n't touching me because he 's 6'5 tall. We were making out, his arm still wrapped around me. His hand began to reach for my breasts under my shirt. His early fingers outlining my wet twat.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, breathing softly as I felt his prick poke poke my thigh. I blushed and I felt him smile. Sex made us both uncomfortable, it was sorting of a joke between us. Until I let Paul fuck me, then Caleb started avoiding the subject altogether. This was the first time he touched me in three hebdomad. I did n't sleep with what exactly changed his psyche, but I was glad to have him back.

'' Can I ? '' His inquiry brought me back, and I knew what he was getting at.

'' I 'm not sure, Caleb. I 'm scared of us changing. I do n't want to reget you, Caleb. I love you, and I do n't want that to interchange. ``

'' Bethany, you know I love you. But after what you did with Paul, I was n't sure if I could say that outloud anymore. But you know what ? I can. I really can. remember when we first started dating, I told you I could never forgive a daughter if she cheated on me ? I can, for you. But I need to have it off that you 're willing to sacrifice for me too. ``.

I looked in his center. They staring hopefull and pitiful. I loved Caleb, I really did. Paul was just physical, skin deep. Do n't get me haywire, Caleb is just so wonderfully boyishly attractive. His tussels of dismount Brown hair give him the sexiest bed head ever.

He slipped his fingerbreadth into th cincture of my shortstop. His hand was nice and soft. He put a finger on my clitoris, and lookrf at me. I bit my lip, blushing as he slide his yearn, soft finger into my wet ussy, still watching me. He looked happy. He licked his lip and started slowly finger fucking me. I winced as he went deep into me.

'' Caleb, I 'm ready. Fuck me. ``

He raised an brow at my option of words and pulled his finger out. He got on hisknees and licked the tip of his finger. He pushed his boxers to his knees. His 8 1/2 '' dick nice and hard. His veins throbbing. He had a little cute mound of sorry embrown pubis around his base. He climbed back on top of me, rubbing his dick over my aching pussy.

'' I love you '' he said as he lowered himself and bit the waistband of my shorts. He pulled them off with his teeth, revealing my shaven cunt. He moaned and positioned himself to fuck me. He put on a blackamoor condon that showed off his girth. He shot me a quick grin before he put his tip inside me.
I bit my lip and held my breathing space as Caleb inched into me. When he was fully inside of me, he stopped moving and just laid on top of me. I felt his jiffy against my thorax, his breathing time blowing softly against my hair.

'' Caleb ? ``

'' Sorry, Beth. I was just making for sure I 'd remember you. ``

'' Wha- '' before I could ask what he meant, he pulled out and then rammed into me. He winced in annoyance and he smiled sympathetically at me.

'' Whoops. ``

He started pushing in and out of me at a stabilize pace. Using his metrical unit, he pushed into me debauched and faster. I felt his large hairy orb slapping against my ass. He started kissing me aggressively, his stubbly chin tickling my neck. I laughed and he giggled against my pharynx. He started rubbing his ovolo against my nipples, making me shiver and my twat want more of him.

'' Faster. ``

I felt him grin happily and stab harder and faster into me. He was using enough force to my eubstance slightly everytime he pumped in me. I slide my script down his soft, muscular back, feeling the muscules in his cute tooshie move. His hint got Thomas More quicker and gripped my livid piece of paper. He pounded in to me until he gasped and pushed all the way into me.

He kissed me on the forehead, and just rested on me. I sighed contentedly, feeling his penis in me. My sound vibrated on the nightstand beside me. I picked it up and squinted at the screen.

One missed call.

It was Paul Haner .