“That is probably best” I said. “The bathroom is right through here.” I showed the boys into the bathroom, and I expected their reactio... to be sort of awkward. Our cabins had bathrooms similar to a gym locker room. There were a couple of stalls, a couple of urinals, and a shower area that was wide open with shower heads all around the wall. Most of the time, these young kids have an issue with the wide open shower, especially when they are the age of Tim and Joey. I also admit that I. I kissed a total stranger. His lips were so soft and fitted perfectly against mine. Fuck, did he taste good. Our kiss deepened. It was one of those searing kisses that made me press my legs together. I could literally feel my pussy throbbing. We had to pull apart after a while, both of us breathless. He started to caress my jaw and kiss my jawline, working his way to my neck. I was trying too hard not to moan loudly. I looked around to make sure we were fine and his friend next to him was. Then there is the table in the center of the room, dark wood and long enough to seat twelve. Three places are set on one end, intricately folded napkins on the china and the glasses and silverware sparkling in the light of numerous candles. A light, exotic scent wafts through the air and I can’t help but close my eyes and draw in a deep breath through my nose. “Please, Christine,” Robert says, having pulled back the chair at the head end of the table, “take a seat.” “Shouldn’t you sit here?” I. Mikey's upbringing was both solid andchaotic. His Mom was truly a role model, and internallyMikey was strong like her. But when it came to dealingwith the external world, socially, Mikey faltered inembarrassment and fear.Mikey's stiff little prick was oozing pre-cum at aprodigious rate. Meanwhile, Julie had just planted herfirst kiss upon the head of his penis. He had a crystalclear vision of her wrapping her lips around just thehead of his penis as she looked into his eyes. Heremoved his hand.