Trouble love

He brought me home in his car.
-You can come back and live here if you want so you don't have to live with all your friends.
-Love, as much as I love you, now we can't live together. I'm a trainee at Cube Entertainment whith my friends too.-he opened a bright smile.
-Oh my God that's really great!
-I know right!Now we Are both famouse...We're on the same level!-he laughted and I could tell how much I missed that laught, that smile, those eyes, that body....him....
I hugged him and kissed him once again. Then he grabbed my waist and made me sit on the kitchen table kissing my neck making me crawl and moan low. The he stoped and looked at me with a smirk putting his hands inside my shirt and touching my back with his tips making me moan low once again. How was that possible that I was alerady so excited when I just had sex the night before? Maybe cause I was missing his member for a long time. Maybe cause I was missing his love and the was he was allways careful with what he did. He started bringging his hands to my niples while I moaned loudly. He was making me so excited and wet. My legs were open so he could hug me and it jut made things worst. I looked down and saw his erect member that got me even more excited. I grabbed his shirt and he started taking mine off while kissing and touching me making me more and more wet. I started taking his clothes off too carefully, making sure my tips were touching each inch of his body making him breath hardly. We finaly had no clothes on and he cloud see how excited I was and the same I could tell about him. He started penetrating in me making me moan even more loud. The more he penetrates the more excited I got, the louder I moaned. I felt like coming and arched my back. He came 1st but he kept toutching and penetrating me. We were already on the kitchen's floor. I sat on him, now it was my turn to do what I wanted. With that I finally came and I layed on him . We kept doing sex anyways for some time and then we went shower together.
I was happy again, I was with him again. That one boy that could make me feel special like any other boy could.

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