No fucking smells.”“I don’t think that is what I said.”“Yes, it is.”Kendi rolled her eyes at me.“While I am out, I will pick up some ice...cream for dessert. Aside from Tin Roof Sundae, what other kinds?”“Chocolate with chocolate chips. Mint with chocolate chips.”“OK, that takes care of dessert.”“Then it should just be a matter of getting everything to the table at the same time.”“And then a little wine and conversation afterwards?”“That sounds good. Pick out some good background. That afternoon I began to realize why everyone in our family loved my Aunt Dana. It was not just that she was physically beautiful, but there was energy about her that went way beyond sex, and what ever this force that drew you into her orbit, and once you were in it was nearly imposable to resist what she had to offer.I knew Aunt Dana and I would have to take the lead, I also knew mom would never force Tory to do something that she did not want to do. I could tell that mom was somewhat. They had grabbed a taxi back to his place and as they entered his apartment they had grabbed at each other, their kisses hot and heavy, hands undressing each other, clothes scattering around the room as Mike eased her towards his bedroom. Laying down on the bed, bodies rolling around, rubbing against each other, mouths joined, hands stroking the two people made love. Kelly’s body hummed with pleasure, relaxed with the after effects of her orgasm and the potent lethargy of the wine she lay. I’ll touch only lightly on the preliminaries – the passionate kisses when we were first in each other’s arms, the rapid undressing, the mutual caresses, the love-play with our mouths on each other’s bodies. By this time, Lindsey was so orgasmic that a caress or kiss almost anywhere on her body would bring her to some level of coming. The extraordinary loveliness of this quality of hers was brought home when I was kissing the instep and arch of her left foot and heard her moan in that tell-tale.