My tongue slipped from my mouth to meet her lips as I pulled her into a loving embrace. Her body felt so hot; I couldn't believe that only the day before, she was an unattainable object in my eyes.
"I can't be your son, Anastasia... I want to be your man."
Her eyes lit up in delight.
She wanted this answer and had always hoped for this, even if the choice was something she couldn't truly force...
"I wanted you for so long... so long!"
My lips met her own, and the passion within our mouths entangled. She had become the woman I desired so long ago. She was always my first crush... first love, and first woman. I wanted to keep her to myself, and I could now do as I pleased with this sexy, beautiful, unreachable woman.
We kissed passionately for a long time until I noticed her thighs pressing tightly against my knees as the sticky nectar spreading from her core excited me.
