Possessive 1
"A virgin boy. How sweet!"
You feel yourself deflating as she pulls her ass away from you, turns around, kneeling down facing you at eye level. Her smile is warm, she looks so pleased. She stares into your eyes. "I'm living next door to a beautiful virgin boy." You are unable to continue eye contact as she says it again. "Virgin." Your eyes drop and she squeezes her arms together inviting you to stare at her huge pillowy tits.
"No, no this fishnet look won't do for a boy like you. I had my suspicions about you. I watched when you moved in you know. The way you sweated bringing in all your little boxes. Your cute little walk, the way you struggled to put that patio furniture together. Your mum was so sweet when I asked about you. When I saw you walk past my back gate, your long legs in those cute little shorts, I knew I had to have you."
"Your tight little y-front panties." She whispers.
You groan audibly as she laughs at you. "Do you like that boy? Virgin panty boy."
"You are right on the edge aren't you? Do you still want to try? You could lie back and let me take the lead? What do you think?"
(Think of you answer and say it out loud)