Now I felt guilty. Incredibly guilty, and dirty. I went to school as normal the next day, but despite the guilt I couldn't get the amazing thrill of t...ying on that little pair of blue and white striped cotton panties out of my head. As 3.30pm and with it the school bell neared, the overwhelming urge to do it again overcame my guilt. I was ready and willing to try on my sister's panties once more, as soon as possible in fact. The young Geography teacher, Mr. Jenkins, who took our class. Do not turn your back on your brothers in blood or oath, For in your hour of greatest need they will not come to your aid, And when you die, they may well turn your back on you, and you will decay and be eaten by the crows and scavengers of the world. Every creature on this world dies. Men, Animal, Plant. Even the Gods someday will die, at Ragnarok. Your name is what is remembered. It is glorious to be remembered fondly, even if it is only in the hearts of your family and close friends. When. She reached down and pulled them off, I tossed them with her top. I leaned down and took her nipple into my mouth, my hand moving between her legs.She was hot, her juices flowing, I slid a finger into her my thumb rubbing her clit. I lifted her to the side of the pool, spreading her legs, I kissed and licked her inner thighs, up to the crease of her leg. She'd shaven all of her pubic hair, she was clean and smooth as the day she was born. My tongue went from the bottom of her slit up to the top. Nate growled low in the back of his throat in response and pinned me more against the door. My arms were trapped against his chest and he pressed me so hard against the wood that I could feel every inch of him against me. Kiss begat kiss until I could no longer sense when one ended and the next began. I shuddered in Nate’s arms. Beneath my palms, his heart raced in his chest. The heat radiated off him and warmed to my toes. I ached for him and knew he felt the same. If kisses were all I could.