I can smell your sweet juices and I pull your leotard hard against your pussy and arse. You gasp in delight as you feel the sodden material grip your ...lit and lips. You want my tongue on and in you. I pull off your leotard and instantly suck your tits. I lick, kiss and caress your whole body. Licking the sweat off of you, taking the salty taste mixed with other juices into my mouth. You do the same as I lie you back onto the gym mats. They are firm but this suits us as this will be a hard fast. With one tug, the tiny shorts Breanne wore to bed were on the floor. I moaned into her mouth when I realized she wasn't wearing any panties. I kneaded her ass and slapped a perky cheek. But we didn't have much time. We both knew what we wanted. What we absolutely needed. Each other. She looked into my eyes, her own beautiful brown orbs burning with lust. "I need you..." she whispered. Sliding my right hand around her hip and between her legs, I could tell. Her pussy was practically dripping. "When she saw my fearful look, she said, "Don't worry, she doesn't knowthat you are not a girl. In any case, Mark doesn't talk about anythingother than Andrea and doesn't like to wear his dress without you. Mrs.Weber asked, whether you can come to their place after the holidays. Shewould like to go out once in the evening, and I've already told her, thatyou have my permission to stay the night there." I'd like very much to go to Mrs. Weber's, and it's not a problem to puton the same dress as. Linda made sure that I was all right and kissed me before she headed for home, another four hours on the road. I wound up spending three days with them. We would sit in the den, or on the deck, drinking blackberry tea and reliving our memories. I don’t believe that we even realized how beautiful the fall colors were or how crisp the air was getting. We laid Jerry to rest in the afternoon of the third day. Mom and Dad and Linda came to the funeral and so did Phil and Sheila, although they hadn’t.