“Where is Edward?” “Our water supply suddenly stopped. Most likely some beavers built a dam and that has cut off our channel. Edward has gone u... the stream to to fix it.” Annabel nodded, and without saying another word, she went back into the hut. She felt grateful to have someone as wonderful as Edward here out in the forest with her, and she thanked the Lord that Julia was here too. Yet, no matter how hard she tried to fight this feeling, her sexual urges were bursting through her. Having. When she pulled away she giggled saying, "Did I do that right, Joe?"Blushing, I said, "Sure did. Was that the first kiss you've ever had?"She blushed now, and quietly said, "U-huh!"I spun the bottle with it ending up pointing at her feet that were tucked under her. We both leaned across and I gave her the exact style kiss she gave me."Joe, what's a French kiss?" she asked."That's a kiss with more than just the lips making contact," I said."What else is there besides the lips?"The struggle. "That's why I've always shaved," said Phee. "Anyway, they were acting so normal that I just knew doing that was normal too. And the way they kissed each other before I had to leave is exactly the same way they kiss each other in the kitchen, and I knew that all that was just part of being in love."I didn't know what to say, but that didn't matter, because she leaned in and gave me a not-quite-chaste kiss on the lips. Not a long one, but not a peck either."I peeked on them several more times. She has the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen and a very neatly trimmed mound. I want to touch her, but am nervous, so I just lay there and watch her. Emma moves back to the bed and lies down next to me. She runs her hands over my lace covered nipples and leans in to kiss me. Just as her tongue finds mine, she pinches my nipple and I gasp. My hands instinctively move to her body. One hand is rubbing her back while the other finds her breasts. My mind is shut off and I am just doing what.