I didn’t want either of us having a strong smell of sex discernible to others but not to us. Supposed it might have been more normal had I taken the bed, where we had just fucked, in the other bedroom – alone – but that had not been the sleeping arrangement from before, and I wanted this last night together to merely relax in the company of the other. By now I had to Hairy have faith in that the boy would never utter any details whatsoever of the things we had done. From my understanding, Jonas slept as deeply and as comfortably as I did. Sunday morning was all about solidifying our special bond, and our special secrets. I never boned him, just talked to him and kept his spirits high through both sincere words and some intimate touching in places where he would probably not be stroked in a while. In the end though, before unlocking the bedroom door and getting breakfast, we devotedly blew each other off. Me and the kiddo had some calm hours together before my sister and his father got back an hour or so after noon. Eric was upset by the way in which Sweden had given away the game yesterday, and since I and Jonas had read up more thoroughly on it after breakfast, we could concur convincingly. I hoped they didn’t find him too happy, with too high a spirit, since that would be a bit uncharacteristic, but that was most certainly my mind tilting at windmills. A couple of hours later, I departed, as I felt it, on good terms with everyone. On my back up the coast to Gothenburg, to return my rented car and to thereafter take a taxi to the airport outside of the city, my mind was inevitably in risk assessment mode. However, I did feel highly confident, and I still do more than a week afterwards, that the effeminate and well behaved kid will not utter a word to anyone of what we have done. I think my calmness about it all prompted a response which made myself think and re-think it all, but the conclusion is still the same; I need not worry myself. What I am still thinking about though is how best to communicate with him. I have his phone number, and he has mine, but that hardly seems a safe and appropriate way of staying in contact – which I advised him of. Finishing this re-telling of recent extraordinary events, I have been back in states for a little more than a week now. I have yet to stop craving the girly boy’s petite ass however, if I will ever be able to stop coveting that like a maniac... Like an indian addict craves drugs. I have watched and re-watched the video countless times. It is now my most prized, and most dangerous, possession. Having copied it from my phone onto my computer, I have deleted it from the former. Without end, I am visualizing scenarios where I somehow, someway, get to spend more time with the submissive teacher’s pet Jonas. Maybe I get to see him in a few years, but by then he has certainly grown, and even if I’d definitely fuck him nevertheless if possible – I mean how much can an effeminate, petite boy change in a couple of years – I’d very much like to continue to be with him more as he is now; like a petite sexdoll. The best thing I have been able to think of so far, is to perhaps make a journey to comic con. Considering Jonas’ keen interest in comic book characters, it would make sense. It would be logical to suggest to his father and to my sister. I figure I perhaps ought to reach out to people with children, and set in motion some sort of trip where it would not be only me and the son of my sister’s partner. That way I could act as if I would be tagging along with some friends – and casually mention something along the lines of oh by the way, would Jonas like to come? I got out of my car and sighed in happiness. Megan did not think so. She stared longingly at the blue vein in Opal’s neck, a vein Opal was Hairy presenting very purposefully. My dick ached in envy as I wiggled my tongue into her sour depths. Like Betty, or should I say, even beyond Betty, her ass was simply too big for us to have regular perpendicular sex, so she had to lean forward and ride me that way. “ Thirty Euro” . I shook my head and said “No Euro. Please give me your thoughts about it on the comments section. He winked at me. I began to slowly fuck Sheri, as she began to fuck me back. There was no way I would have sucked his cock and then given him my virginity. The feel of my bare cockhead sliding up his supple bubble but cheeks until my shaft was nestled in between his cheeks. The other goes to my mouth and starts to face fuck me. I’ve never had two men fucking me at the same time. as she was suffering from the effects of a sympathetic orgasm of her own. You slowly start to soap up my chest, taking time to tease my nipples until they harden. To be the man in the family. She took a deep breath, the poor woman was a nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs, but, determinedly she walked down the hall. Susan said with a giggle, and she reached back, unhooked her bikini top, and pulled indian it away. PF was stood up and I could see her red butt, but there didn’t look to be any blood or permanent damage. I wanted him to fertilize her and get her pregnant. I think you are so hot, honey,,,