And then slow, full and open-mouthed, we're enveloped by the warmth and sweetness of the kiss, tongues in intimate exploration. Your arms around my ne...k, mine locked behind your back, pulling each other closer.The sensation of your body pressed against mine is almost unbearable, my hands cupping your ass, pressing you against me...my hardness evident, un-hideable, pressed between us.Your hands now pressed against my chest, lifting my shirt, the coolness of your palms against my skin.The kiss. Iwent over the night in detail in my head. Did this mean we were lovers?Did it mean we were just pals and sex buds? On my eighteenth birthday myentire relationship with my Dad changed forever. There was no going back,not that I wanted to; but my head was searching for a new definition.Eventually, I relax and let go of having to define. Many guys have sexwith their dad or another adult relative or friend and it is forced leadingto challenges growing up. There was nothing forced about our. For a moment, we just hugged each other and didn’t speak a single word. She then held my hand and we left for the resort. In the way, she told me she was very excited and it was like a dream came true. I asked her how she liked me. She said better than expected and we laughed. When we reached the resort, I was amazed at its beauty. We went to our room and I asked her to come close. She smiled naughtily and we commenced kissing. It was my first kiss and we continued for nearly 15 minutes. We. You had no option but to adjust to sucking his elongated member. It was a good job you were an experienced cock-sucker slut otherwise you would have gagged!Unbeknown to you, the black guy meanwhile was standing just behind you admiring your twitching arsehole and was masturbating his long, wide and hard cock to its full length. I was staring dumbstruck, wondering how he was ever going to fit that thing inside your lovely arsehole. He looked at me and grinned as I shook my head in disbelief. He.