I took your antagonism against being romantic with each other to its logical conclusion, and ignored you on Valentine's Day. Then you're outraged!"Yet... you still don't see anything wrong with the fact, that you've been depriving me of affection for literally years. Do you understand how it offends, angers and humiliates me every time that I have to beg you to make love?"It's bad enough when you finally give in, and even worse when you don't."When I think about it, I have to wonder if the whole. It was a French kiss and he was so passionate about it. He was sucking my lower lips and pulling it with his lips wildly. I was biting his upper lips. I was holding his head and pushing him towards me. His hands were busy near my thighs and he was feeling my hard dick too.The kiss lasted for 10-12 minutes and in the end, he asked me to spit in his mouth.Wow, this guy is sexy! When I spat, he swallowed it.After we broke the kiss, he was giggling. I asked him what he wanted to do next. He was. They lived about 2 milesfrom the sea, so we drove out to a cove there. It wasbreezy but very warm, being mid-September. The beachwas deserted, but we moved back into the dunes behindto get away from the wind, and sat down on a travelrug to chat.I had brought a picnic basket from the hotel, fromwhich I took a bottle of wine. We sat there drinkingwine and chatting about almost everything.After a while the conversation got around to theoriginal reason for our meeting. Their fantasies werequite. 2- No alcohol of any kind.3- Keep the noise down.4- No boyfriends allowed. (except me, the lifeguard)5- Bathing attire must be worn. (he didn't say at all times)6- No food or drink in the pool.In a stern voice dad said, "You guys understand the rules?" Oh yes, sure, no problem, absolutely, rest in peace, we'll be good." Yeah, you better."As the first of the girls started to arrive, dad hollered back over his shoulder, "See you later. We're out of here." So we were parentless for the rest of the.