"Does this feel good, Jon?" he asked.I manage to say, "Yes," and I turned around so we could kiss.I could get drünk on his lips, that's how good a ki...ser he was. In fact, it was more like making love to my mouth than kissing. He kissed in slow motion, as if he were molding me, loving, licking my tongue, exploring the inside of my mouth, sucking the life out of me and replacing it with his soul. I melted into him, wanted him to kiss me forever. I'd never been kissed this way, never knew that it. If we do find a way back, I'm not sure if I'll go with them." "I hope that won't be for a while," I told him look around the night sky. I spotted a star rising in the east that wasn't a star. "Look...Mercury's rising!" It sure is," he grinned staring into the sleeping bag."PIG!" I laughed and playfully hit him on the chest. "You made me miss the meteorite shower." Perhaps I can make it up to you," he grinned while placing his hand on my breast. I felt the temperature in the sleeping bag start. She’s just been round to mine, and said she was off to see Angie and Cath now about the forthcoming W.I trip.. Soooo, I was wondering if you'd like to do what we talked about last week?"Christ! This woman's insatiable! I think to myself, before answering "It's too risky. She could come home any minute and catch us..."Di sighs, and then taking my hands, places them on her soft, ample breasts.All sanity quickly departs my brain as I gently squeeze her overflowing mounds, and without another word,. Everyone else used outhouses on their property. They worked well enough, and the town was too small to have any sort of public plumbing.When she could stand without feeling lightheaded, Caitlin took a long, hot shower. Stepping out, she toweled herself dry and returned to the suite, only to find a set of riding clothes laid out on the bed. Marianne must have been in, as the room still smelled like flowers.Was this a request, she wondered, rubbing the fabric between her fingers, or expected?.