Your hands slide along my shoulders, around to my breasts, pausing to massage them, fondling the cocoa bronze nipples of each between your fingers bri...fly before you descend upon me to consume each warm mound between your succulent lips, licking my cleavage and biting gently the crest of each breast sliding your tongue in the valley between; my hand impulsively travels to the back of your bowed head encouraging you to continue. You move upward toward my mouth kissing my lips admiringly & biting. While Cecilia kept wondering what she should do keep her brother from revealing the motel episode, Melvin was running out of patience as he looked determined to tease his sister further. “I want you to keep your mouth shut,” Cecilia spoke without moving her eyes of the screen.“That is quite easy,” Melvin tilted his head towards her and spoke into her ears. “Provided you listen to what I say.”“You have to assure me that you won’t ask me anything silly,” Cecilia wasn’t relenting. Melvin got. I was feeling like a young man again, and a woman was showing interest in me. It made me feel vital, in a way I hadn't felt for many years. Over the next few months, our friendship grew. Often I would stay for a few drinks after my Wednesday practice, when the club was practically deserted, and Sally and I would talk, sharing our innermost thoughts at times. It was implicit that our discussions were never to be shared with anyone else, and I felt comfortable in that knowledge, trusting Sally. Considering the grungy venue, she had opted for her long-time mothballed rock-chic. Her slim-fit jeans would have pinched three months prior, but now they outlined the dramatic swell of her hips and her long legs’ graceful curves. She was almost tempted to spin around and check out how the denim primped her firm ass. The swish of her white vest showed off the briefest glimpse of tight mid-riff, and rather more of her breasts’ impressive roundness; the dangle of her Claddha necklace highlighted.