Even after 3 months I can’t get rid of memories,smile,words of her .My dream broke into pieces by her . Her words haunted me like anything I undergo...e frustration ,depression . My Academic performance collapsed . I used to sit in class very dumb and dull .”My close friend (Naveen) asked me what happened to me ?And I narrated what all had happened after that he consoled me . He gave the magical speech on girls on that day (for public concern I can’t reveal that magical speech ,sorry friends). . talk. Sure. What about?" You remember... like I've told you a hundred times... we weren't gonna do it?"Nodding that yes, I remembered, I just stared at her breasts. They were full and, I thought, remarkably firm with a slight upturn to her pebbly areolae. How, I wondered, could her nipples be so hard when my cock was so soft? Going on as if it were the rhetorical question it really was, she continued, "Like you're my brother and as much as I love you... well, you know... it's the incest. "We weren't sure there for a while that you would make it through buthere we are!" Oh stop it brother!" Heather hugged him. "I always knew he'd graduateand before you know it, school starts again in college." Easy, Aunt Heather," said Donnie with a laugh. "I'd like to enjoy mylast summer first before I have to think about hitting the books again.These last few months were a killer!" Yeah I remember college like it was yesterday," said Heather with awink. "But trust me, life's about to change. We slowly undress each other, lips never apart for more than a few seconds. I kiss her ear, neck and collarbone as she sucks gently on my neck. Our hands roam once again as we re-explore each others bodies from the years since we were together last. I lie into her, my thigh up against her groin, and she gently grinds against it. Through it all we moan softly to each other, our breathing and even heart rate even align as we come together in all ways. I kiss down her body and when I reach her.