Her poetry

Aron POV

"Are you sure you want me to fuck you?" I whispered in her ear.

She nodded. "Yes."

"But your period?" I questioned her.

"It's over now." She took my hand and placed it in her vagina.

I'm baffled by the sudden change in her behavior.

I was compelled to close my eyes to fall asleep, even though my dick was itching to feel her tight vagina. I had always hoped that she would request that I engage in sexual intercourse with her; however, I am now unwilling to expedite the process now that I have come to terms with the depth of my affection for her.

It's getting harder to contain my lust because of the way she was touching my dick, but I made a concerted effort today to control it. It's a great feeling to listen to her desires for the first time. I hovered over her, giving her a gentle peck on the lips. I am perplexed as to why she is kissing me so forcefully, despite her preference for gentle kisses.

I had never seen her so wild before. It may be because of