"Mmmmm, my head resting on your chest...traces circles on your chest with my fingers." My fingers are tracing down your arm in a small, slow gentle ci...cular motion. I do this for awhile, then move to your other arm and do the same." Ooohhhhh....so relaxing, Dan." My fingers travel up and down your arm several times as I kiss your ear, taking your lobe between my lips, sucking it and swirling my tongue over and around. Leaving your ear my mouth leaves a trail of kisses down to the nape of your. Probably twenty minutes later Kelly joined me. She took a moment to get her dress sorted out before she sat down.I could tell by the un-wipeable smile on her face that she had been groped, or more, again on the walk to our table. “Damn! Those college boys are horny as hell! I had to run the gauntlet to get past the bar. Good thing I left my panties at home!” I just left it at that, knowing she would have stories to tell me later that night.Between dancing and drinking, more time passed. Kelly. Uncle Nelson looming over her, his erect penis like an obscene spike. Her aunt Gwen silhouetted against the window, the black shadows outlining her full breasts. There were sharp tactile memories, too, memories she would cherish forever. The kisses, the deep lascivious tongue dances that spoke of lust and need and surrender in their own silent language. The fingers, gently but insistently exploring her moist forbidden realms, revealing her long-hidden lust and desire. The animal invasion of her. He stopped his kisses and looked at me wildly. I saw passion in his eyes which I have never seen before. He looked at me and asked, “Are you suggesting we go back to our room? I nodded in agreement. I did feel a little shameful over my surrender so easily but at that moment, I wanted him so badly and I needed him to fill me up with whatever he got. I knew I was dripping down there and I could feel my nipples being so hard over the arousal. We went inside my room and I looked at him and he.