One night, when the beer was flowing, i think i got a little too into it and I kissed Sharon, right there on the stage. Due to the adrenaline rush, I ...idnt really feel anything sexual, i just got a buzz from it.That night we were the talk of the club and guys were trying to hit off with me and Sharon but we were having too much of a fun night, They were getting in the way. We made them think that we were girlfriends and kept the charade going for the best part of the night. Later, we were on. I wanted to take in all at once. My cock lurched. That brought a smile to your face.“Like?” you asked as your hands twirled firmly over my swollen head, causing my hips to push upward involuntarily.“I will take that as a ‘yes’.”There was no immediacy in your stroking, though there was purpose. It was steady, then twisting, then slow. Then damn slow. Never fast. Clearly you wanted this to last until you decided otherwise. Nothing was in my control, and that was OK with me.I closed my eyes again,. We shook."Pleased to meet you, Isabelle." Murglefpt," said Isabelle. She showed her teeth ... I showed mine. She moved up and sniffed my breath and breathed on me. I sniffed hers ... EWW! Rotten fish! She bent her head."Bump heads, David," Grace said.My sister has moments when I doubted her sanity ... this was one of them."Do it."With a shrug, I bumped heads with a full grown mother Bobcat. There was a visible and audible spark. I sat back ... she sat back.Hello, David.Of course I wasn't buying. I was walking quietly toward what I assumed should be their kitchen window when I stopped dead in my tracks. My curiosity and my deeply seated voyeuristic tendencies drew me closer to the source of the noises I could faintly make out.Cocking my ear and listening attentively, there was no doubt as to the nature of the noise I was picking up. My heart began to beat faster as I moved closer to the window, and when I moved my face closer as peeped through the gap in the curtains, a rush of.