Had he really smiled at her? Once she got back to her apartment she stripped off her clothes and flopped onto the bed without even bothering to get dr...ssed. She pulled the covers over her head to think about what had happened, but instead fell into a deep and much needed sleep. The next morning Julia dragged herself out of bed to get ready for work. The day before had consisted mostly of sleeping, and she was glad she had finished her work before the party. She had a presentation to make to the. Not a peck on the lips, but a deep soul kiss like lovers. I could feel the heat rise as my fingers pressed the material into her pussy.I asked myself, What the hell are you doing? She is seventeen! She is your fucking cousin! I remember thinking. I pulled away and said, "We better head back." She smiled and as she closed her shorts whispered, "Okay." All the way back she held my arm and my mind raced. What the hell was wrong with me? I was five years older than her, and she was my fucking. If I had to pick one guy who was always busting my balls, it was Tommy. Whether it was about my men's nylon bikinis in the locker rooms or my cum stained jack-off magazines under my bed. Tommy was always busting my balls.In addition, all the women at school wanted to go out with him. He had his pick of women. He was always going out with different women, and making sure in the locker room that every guy knew that women were getting his rocks off on a regular basis, especially me.It was my. Her very favorite nights, however, were when the moon was full and shone its brightest light through the dark night air onto their gorgeous, glistening bodies.She was such a lovely, passionate, romantic lover, and with a tear in his eye, Ryan fondly remembered one of their last trips to the Sheaffer family’s lakeside cabin (mansion or lodge, really). One night there was a huge, beautiful full moon totally visible as you looked above the far side of the lake. The beautiful and completely nude.