After he came in my mouth, we fell asleep in each other's arms for the second time on that hot and sultry afternoon.When we woke up we shared a shower..., too spent to do anything but soap each other up. We dressed and held hands as we made our way to the lodge for dinner. People there thought Derek was my son, which gave me an erotic thrill. Most of the women and even some of the men looked Derek over with that unique blend of intrigue and desire. They could look all they wanted but he was mine,. After a few days of her not sayinganything… I started to wonder that maybe she didn’tsee me? As I said, the only glimpse I caught of her was as sheducked into the bathroom. Could I have been so lucky? Ithought to myself, please god, I will never touchmyself again if only you could make sure she didn’t seeme. Of course, that was an empty promise because I havebeen touching myself ever since.I think on the fifth day after our the ‘incident’, shecame into my room when. I then snipped from the waist down, revealing her skin (without underwear in between) to the open air. Tearing them off, I began to kiss her feet. Left to right and back again, each kiss slowly moving upwards. Her breath rose with each inclination. My probing fingers grasped her skin as my lips brushed her. I came to her waist, and looked to her face. There was a look of desperation and wanting in her mouth, as it came to a full ‘O’. I licked, ever so softly, the spot above her clit, on the. Oh shit!I jumped off the couch and back to the bathroom and puked again. At least this time I actually felt better. I felt halfway normal. But Jesus I was still fucked up. I felt so fuzzy all over, every felt over stimulated. I rinsed my mouth and walked out of the bathroom. Jesus. You have to be kidding me. It was Savannah again. I was all too familiar with her moans by now. They were soft, but definite. The grandfather clock interrupted, chiming out 3 AM to the house. When it.