‘I will always want those things from you.’ He held her close, his own eyes glazing over with tears. ‘You didn’t have to answer,’ he said so...tly. ‘You don’t have to say a thing.’ ‘It’s not fair,’ she sobbed, tapping his chest with her hands. ‘You made me cry again. It’s just not fair.’ ‘I only wanted to touch you, Holly, not make you cry.’ He reached under her chin and raised her face up so he could kiss her lips warmly and tenderly. ‘What I feel for you I have never known before, not with my. ”I looked at her with some wonder. She was grinning at me. “That’s kind of forward of me but you’re not being very aggressive.”I took the back of her head in my hand and pulled her to me. Our lips met in a soft kiss that turned hot pretty quick. She had her mouth open with her tongue between my lips really quick.“Hmmm, that was nice. You can do that some more,” Misty purred.We kissed some more and she took my hand and placed it on her breast, a nice, firm, pointy nipple breast. We kissed and I. My hands continued to serve as his wash cloth, carefully rubbing down, following the path the suds had taken. In countering circular motions I cleansed his firm butt. I was enjoying the feel of the indentations along the sides that revealed that his exercise regimen was effective.With the water washing over me, I stood on my tippy-toes and bit down on his shoulder. Not too hard, not even hard enough to leave a mark. His sculpted body drove me to want to bite him and taste him. Forcing him to. "Aunt Pat there's nothing to do up there except sit on the porch or watch TV. "Oh poor baby, If i know my older sister, sitting on the porch or watching TV will be the least things on your mind" she laughed wickedly.I would find out later that day what Aunt Pat meant.Aunt Pat drove me to her sister's home 3 hours north of Lansing, Michigan. I could only imagine what tasks my Grandma Louise would have in store for me that hot summer day."s*s, You are right, I will have fun with him." my grandma.
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