“Eli, sometimes you seem to know a lot more than the rest of us, and how to express your feelings better. How do you know so much about what adults ...feel?” Michi asked as she grinned at her brother.“I have seen and heard some things that have helped me understand it all better.“I was in that hay barn over on the river by the Barkley brothers’ place one day last winter throwing some hay down for the cows when I heard a man and woman laughing and talking outside. I stopped throwing hay down and. Also, we wrote (to our work addresses) most days.On two occasions I travelled to Sheffield - about two-thirds of the distance from me to her - to meet Christine for a day. We would both make up stories for the spouses (or just hope they wouldn't phone us at work) and I would drive, she would get a train. We made love in the car, in forests, fields... whatever. We would lunch in remote pubs and then find somewhere even more remote to start again.As the end of the six-week break approached, we. Because he was the only one with whom I could satisfy my sex appetite.Whenever he would see me naked, he would say, check your clothes, and I gave him a chocolate to not say anything to my parents.One day I hid all his chocolate and when he came back from dinner, he searched for it, when he found any, he came to me asked about his chocolate. I replied, “I finished all.”He disappoint to hear this and said, “give me atleast one otherwise I complain to your parent.”I said, “Raja only one is left. After beach we showered, went out for a quick bite and went straight to bed. Only this night we started off together. Pillow talk had us admitting that while this felt good, we both needed to cum badly. He turned, we kissed again, he went low, grabbed my ass cheeks, lifted my bottom up and locked his mouth my pussy and worked me over with expert skills. I squealed, moaned and hit a climax at least half a dozen timed. Eventually I had to wave my hands smack his face and beg him to stop. I had.