Kyle didn't dance country... so every time we went out... he always told me - go dance with Mark. We had done that for years, so it wasn't anything n...ew. So everyone was drinking quite a bit and dancing a lot - for about 3 hours. There was a little bit of sexual tension between Mark and I.... a little bit of flirting. So we go back to our house. And we are all 3 laying across our bed watching TV. Some of Kyle friend's called - and wanted us (really them.... not me - it was girls calling!). No way out, not with an u*********s man on my hands, but how long could we live here? How long before rains above us flooded out even this little ledge of ours? There was just no way of knowing…I moved some more fire wood to our little makeshift shelter, and stacked it so as to block even more of the wind, but still allow the smoke from my fire to blow out and away. As darkness descended that second night, I tried in vain to rouse my friend again. Somewhere in the back of my mind were two. She parts them slowly and draws my thumb between her lips. My eyes locked on hers I push my thumb into her mouth and watch with approval as she sucks on it. Both her hands reach up, holding my wrist.I watch as she sucks on my thumb, my palm on her chin cupping it and fingers splayed across her cheek. I move her slowly through the house, step by step until we are back in the living room where yesterday she had straddled me. My thumb still in her mouth I grab her ass firmly with my other hand as. She took her seat on the toilet, looking at me. I could see that she was expecting a compliment."Very nice," I said and watched her beam with pride. Her breasts really were stunning, a little smaller than her mother's, but what surprised me was the tautness of her breasts and how the nipples pointed outward, erect and obviously aroused."Do you work out?"She shook her head."How do you keep them so... firm?" I don't know. Do you really like them?" They're lovely," I said, speaking truthfully,.