Under Age Sex

it is not very hard to understand the why of it. though the why grows wet with it. and being wet, your panties cling to those leaves of reason he left off, unreasoned with. or he the tree you squeeze until he does, smiling your accomplishments openly, their trembling still within your why, as now blind he does. either way remember this and being one or the other you are too young, though you burn, to make a well informed consensual. other than that you are never too young to go too prison being perfectly well and able to reason as that of the same adult whom said you were not, what. too stupid too use your hand instead of your head. or use the moon to milk more than cows, whom are more less than not, making milk while standing asleep bovine that they are yet still on their feet, here as we are. but do not tease him as is your want, wants such as that are every bit as strong as the tree inside that you feel. and rocking back on to it, like the wave at the sea, always in motion, tension it builds as Newton predicted, and the friction gives way to energy, splenetic and seeds sprout and grow and then lactation and your belly becomes, familial. just own up too it, be a man, be a woman, when your panties are wet, let him know and you he, should trust as well. because if he does and you will, you don't have to make the great big messes, they make those speeches about of it.