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The car slowly made its way around the graveled roadway, passing a grove of trees, then rounded the corner that curved into the circled driveway in front of the main house. Lisa looked up at the imposing edifice, giving an inward shudder that she hoped went unnoticed by her Aunt. What an eerie place! It lay nestled in a grove of tall trees like an overbearing neglected antique. At one time, it must have been stately and stylish, but neglect now gave it the grimness of an old feudal castle. Lisa. The bottom crease created by the meeting of her thigh and the bottom of her right buttcheek. It was incredible. Warm, firm and smooth. Through out this we were both getting pushed around by the pit and by the other concert goers around us so I was trying to be as careful as possible as to not spook her. With each shove and push I slowly moved my hand up further into the bottom of her shorts. I felt the tip of my fingers beginning to get wedged between her ass and her shorts so I stopped.. She groaned throatily as she cradled my head and stroked my hair.The nipple was rock hard as I sucked on it, gently biting, before I moved my attention to the other one which I took deep into my mouth and nipped on it.She squealed at the slight pain. I giggled and she too as I moved back up to kiss her again, this time there was nothingtentative about her kisses, they were strong and vigorous and passionate.Our tongues battled where our lips met and we breathed each others' breath.She grabbed. Why didn't you tell me that night? I thought you were just like all the other guys, do it and then just make out like it was all MY FAULT!"I looked at Lennie and said, "You know I am not like other guys, heck I am... your BROTHER!"She laughed then and said, "Yeah, I remember, but I was still worried, I am getting to know you,... in a different way, I guess."I got scared then that mom and dad might over hear us and I said, "Where are Mom and Dad?" I came up when they decided to go do some work.
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