Traci replied putting her hand on his that was resting lightly on her hip. They slowly walked toward the shopping center. The cool evening air was mak...ng her feel better. They talked as they walked, mostly about unimportant things. When Traci took her hand from his, she felt it slowly move up her side. Charles was a nice man, very considerate, and she was attracted to him. By the movement of his hand, he was attracted to her also. With each step they took, his hand moved just a bit closer to. It wasn’t faultless, but the crowd loved us. As for Bob Bramwell. The guy could play, no doubt about that. Bobby’s horns were so sweet that night. Mac tight and pounding, loose and rolling really lead the line. I ran around them with the piano and Farfisa. All to soon the first set was over and we went off to loud applause. Backstage Gill phoned Frank as soon as we got in the room, she ah hahed and Uh Huhed, nodded and yessed quite a bit. Then she put the phone down. ‘Mike’s OK, he’s got a. "It's almost a fight, really, this pushing and pulling against each other. Your back arches and mine bows. My head drops forward and you pull it back to grunt in my ear, "Take it." When you're not growling encouragement in my ear, you're biting my neck and shoulders. When your hands aren't on my hips guiding me forward and back against you, they're in my hair or pinching and pulling my nipples. I can tell you're as turned on as I am because your body gets impossibly hotter and I become aware of. I didn’t know what todo. I was sitting in a dark room with my little sisterwho was feigning sleep. I sat there for a couple ofminutes trying to control myself, telling myself how itis wrong to think about my sister this way. Everysecond that passed made it harder to do nothing thoughas my heart kept on racing faster and faster. I got upand was about to leave my room, but then I noticedsomething else was happening to me, my cock was gettinghard. Instead of heading out the door, I closed.