Shockingly, she clings closer to me, her erect nipples poking sweet holes in my chest. I try to look into her eyes, to confirm if this is real or just...a sad delusion. She touches her lips to mine, our lips locking in bliss. I moan out in joy, happy to know that i'm not alone in this fascination. Our kiss deepens as we wind our legs together, both of us moaning and groaning in anticipation of what is about to happen. I offer my tongue and she accepts, allowing me into her heated mouth as i swipe. Well here's the story of the night I let it go. The story of my first kiss beginswith my high school teachers arranging an an overnight trip on a beach quiet far from home. The first time I was out all night with friendsin Alibaug.The girl I secretly admired and was attracted to was there as well,I knew she liked me too since a couple Of months now and not because anyone told me so but because of the meaningful and deep looks we gave each other when no one was around. The smile the eye contacts. After Mom's funeral we hardly ever saw our grandparents on Mom's side. For some reason they blamed Dad for Mom's death.It was now three years later and Dad was up for early parole. Grandpa was there to let the Parole Board know Dad still had his job waiting for him. His apartments were also kept up so he had a place to live.Other than the few run-ins when he first went to prison, he was considered a model prisoner and was released. We had a party for him at the house. We made sure that anything. WIth no further hesitation or modesty I dive into her crotch face first lapping at her pussy like a drowning man grasping for air. As I am down there I feel a hand on my butt, suddenly I realized when I dove in I was standing up against their bed and my wife was on the edge of our bed so my butt was like directly over Cheryl's face. I then felt a hand soft and warm, reaching under me and grab my cock pulling it down ward. As suddenly as it started, it stopped and she went into a moaning frenzy.