That certain tingling sensation, which flowed between them whenever they held hands, continued after all these years went by. Diane sat on Karen’s r...ght and Brenda on Dan’s left, and Brad sat on the floor at Dan’s feet.“Do you notice something, Mom?” Brenda mentioned.“No, what is it, honey?”“We are sitting exactly the same way we used to sit as kids when we got together with Uncle Dan and Aunt Laura.”“Hey, so we are!” Diane noticed.Dan and Vicky recounted how they met and gave first aid to the. And he pissed a lot. It wasn't as bad as you would think. Actually it was sexy as hell! The more he pissed the more I wanted it drinking every precious drop. When he had finished I looked at him with a smile and told him he could piss in my mouth my time and as much as he wanted to. He said he had wanted to do that for a long time, but didn't know how I would react. So that night he drank 3 bottles of water and decide to give it a shot. Now all he has to do I tell me he needs to piss and I will. ” I whispered, my breathing becoming ragged, as I reached up and captured his hands with mine.Tim looked into my eyes for a moment, his face a mask of lust. He slowly leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine! I struggled for a moment, my mind swimming against a tide of pent-up passion. Tim gently kissed me, his lips softly moving against mine, as he moved in closer. I could feel my breasts flatten against his chest and his erection slide across my midsection as his fingers gripped my. I was sat on my own in the relevant area for about a half hour, when another young man appeared, we got talking and he said he was 19, and did I know what reputation this area had, I said "No".He was telling me it was a local haunt of young gay men, "Really" I replied, "I better not stop long then" I replied, he said he wasn't gay either he just comes down to the area sometimes as he is somewhat curious, he hadn't had any experience but often wondered what all the fuss was about, I agreed, he.