‘That’s okay,’ she replied as she pulled out a lighter and tried to light her cigarette. With the wind, it took several tries. Note to self: bri...g a damn lighter next time. Finally successful, she took a drag before turning back to regard me. I was still standing there dumbly, franticly trying to think of something to say. She snapped me out of my reverie. ‘What was your name again?’ ‘Kyle. Yours?’ I replied, holding out my hand. ‘Jess,’ she responded as she clasped my hand in her own. Soft. As I massage your back I find my hard cock naturally slides between your buttocks. It slides slowly and sensually back and forth along your ass crack as I reach up to your shoulders and massage your back. By now, I am so stimulated that I need to be careful because just this sensation can easily make me explode all over your back. Rubbing your ass crack with my cock does little for you but it is driving me crazy. You roll over and I carefully and slowly massage your breasts and work down from. Oh my dear, dear, Diary, I have such a nice one. If you recall back into my teenage years, I would sneak into my older sisters room and touch her in her sleep. It has always. been a rush. To feel my heart beating out of my chest as my curious hands gingerly explored her flesh. I would come so hard, knowing that at any moment, she could wake up, and my world would come crashing down. Sweet memories. Nastasia is a quaint place to be. What I didn't tell you was in the room next to my big sisters,. Her face went red, she stood up and went to reach for her robe but Michael cut her off, grabbed her head and kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as if probing it for any remnants of his cum. It was a shock at first but then she felt at ease, as if it were the most natural thing to do and began to kiss him back, as she did she felt something on her stomach. His cock had sprang to life once more and was now as hard as a rock again. Sandra had forgot the stamina young men seemed to.