As soon as his lips touched mine I was moving with him, even being the first to inch my tongue into his mouth. My hand flew up to the back of his head...pulling his face into mine. I was kissing James and he was kissing me. I felt so strange, the heat taking over me. I had never done this before, I had only had sex with my one boyfriend in the past, and that was... a while ago. My hands knotted through his hair as I continued to kiss him. His hands were all over me, one around my waist pulled me. And the question still persisted; why did that boy Roger want to go walking with a beautiful and all-but naked dancing boy if he wasn't gay? There was something odd about that. Something didn't add up.He walked on a little ahead with a practised seductiveness, unaware that his assault on Roger's senses had slowed him down. When he did notice he paused and waited, allowing his bare bottom to thrust out a little towards his new friend. Glancing back over his shoulder he noticed Roger's eyes. "My mustache is my 'flavor saver' for you! Now I can have breakfast in bed between your legs and I'll be able to recall it all day long just by sniffing and tasting my mustache!"You wouldn't... !!! Diana cracked up as she pictured him walking around all day, sniffing at his mustache while other people looked at him like he was crazy—wondering... "what the hell!!!"She continued to chuckle softly. "We've made a mess of each other again!" He grinned provocatively. "Nooo ... I'm getting hungry! For. My eyes kept alternating between the action on the screen, and my wife licking her nipples. She’s other hand had made it down south, and was now inside of her pajama shorts. This was so incredible – I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It wasn’t long until the girls on the screen had removed each other’s bottoms, and were now completely nude, and began to fondle each other all over. As I looked back over at Sue, she had her hands at the waist of her shorts, and she quickly pulled them down and.