When I returned to the table they were kissing again, with Jim' hands stroking Trixie's breasts. They stopped as I walked up. I sat across from them a...d they sat very close. I could see that one of Jim’s hands was on Trixie's thigh while the other was on the table, his arm brushing her left breast. Trixie signaled to me that she was ready to go to the room and excused herself. Jim and I gave Trixie some time to change into something sexy then went to the room. We knocked and Trixie stood there. He selected a Talisker, from the Isle of Skye. He went to the stereo and put on something new he’d found, the eponymously titled ‘Wolfmother’. The hard edged rock poured out of the speakers, and he turned the volume down, caught between wishing he could turn it up and wishing Anne would be here. Then there she was… her hands came around from behind him to embrace him as Anne nuzzled into his neck. He turned in her grasp and they kissed, hungrily. ‘Mmm. What’s got into you?’ he asked, as they. Your muscles are starting to nag you, though you're distracted by the lewd display you know you're compelled to put on, with your beautiful, curved arse, high in the air.I can see your knickers becoming darker where the fabric is pulled taut.How long has it been? 10 minutes? 20? 25? The goosebumps are becoming embarrassing. You can’t hide them. You can bury your flushed, blushing face into your bed; the erectile tissue causing your hairs to stand on end is quite independent of your will.. Your lips rise up to meet mine again, this time our lips fit together like puzzle pieces. My soft, moist tongue probes at your mouth, delving deeper into it once you open up to it. As our tongues dance against each others, I can feel the bulge in my pants beginning to grow and press against you. You feel it too and smile, reaching down to rub it gently, causing the head to tingle and turning the bulge into a full blown erection. I return to kissing you for just a little while longer, and.