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Archive-name: Family/cori02.txt
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Archive-author: The Joker
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Archive-title: Cori 2
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Seeing that both Cori and Brett were eager to continue
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their education of each other's bodies, I glanced at the
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clock to see how much time we had. It was still only
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10:30 pm. We had about three hours left before Jenny
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and Beth would be close to getting back.
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I didn't want to rush them into taking their clothes off
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right away, as I felt that might scare them off. So, I
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eased down onto the blanket with them, trying to conceal
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my hard-on as I went.
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"Why don't we just lay down here like you two were a
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few minutes ago, and just relax?" I said, reassuringly.
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I sat down crosslegged on the blanket facing both Cori
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and Brett. Brett began wiping his hand off on his
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pajamas.
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"How much of each other did you two see a while ago?" I
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asked, trying to sound as if I didn't know.
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"I didn't see anything!" Brett exclaimed.
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Cori sat silently, her eyes looking at me then looking
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down.
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"Cori?" I prodded.
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"Well..., I-I saw a little bit," she said quietly, "but it wasn't
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much!"
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"I see," I paused for a moment, "Do you two want to see
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more of each other, down there?"
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"Yeah!" Brett blurted out.
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Cori just lay there looking rather uncertain about all of
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this.
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"How about it Cori?"
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"I...., I don't know," she said apprehensively, "I don't want
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mom finding out. And besides......, I'm a little
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embarrassed."
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"Well, I'm not going to tell anybody," I said, trying to
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reassure her. "We'll just keep it our little secret. And if
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it makes you feel any better, we'll start with Brett."
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"Hey! That ain't fair! She already got to see me!"
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"Now just calm down Brett," I commanded. "We aren't
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going to do anything if you don't do as I say."
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"Oh..., alright," he said reluctantly.
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"Is that alright with you, Cori?" I asked.
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"Well...., I..., I guess so. But I'm embarrassed for you to
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see me....., you know.....?"
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"I see. Well, maybe we can work something out about
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that, OK?"
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"O-OK, I guess so."
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"OK, then. Brett, why don't you lay down on your back,
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and let Cori start rubbing your chest?"
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I wanted to ease them into this, and get their curiosity
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and excitement going again. Brett lay back, his pajama
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top and pants still unbuttoned. His little dick was now
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soft, and was still covered just below the bottom of the
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flap. Cori scooted over to him on her butt, and began
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rubbing his chest. Brett just lay there with his hands
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behind his head, enjoying himself. I watched Cori as she
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circled Brett's nipples with her fingertips, and it wasn't
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long before I noticed that Brett's dick began to poke up in
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his pajamas again.
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"Why don't you take your pajama bottoms off, Brett?" I
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asked, trying to get Cori to get loosened up more.
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Brett wasn't shy. He just lifted his hips up and shucked
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them right off, kicking them onto the sofa with his foot.
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Cori was embarrassed to look at it at first, but as she
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continued to caress Brett's chest, I noticed her gaze began
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to shift down to it, lingering longer each time. Her
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strokes began to get lower and lower, finally coming to
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within inches of his little dick, but still not touching it.
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She was still too shy to touch it with me looking on, so I
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decided to coax her on a little bit.
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"Cori, it's OK to touch it. I'll tell you what to do to make it
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feel good for him if you want me to."
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She nodded her head as she tentatively grasped his dick
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and began fondling it along the shaft. This caused Brett
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to stiffen his legs, forcing his hips up slightly.
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"That part is what is called the penis," I informed her.
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"At least that's the scientific name for it. Most people call
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it a dick, or cock. If you look down, you'll see a little bag,
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or sack."
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She began to run her fingertips down to his scrotum,
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causing it to shrink up a little.
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"If you feel real gently, you can feel two little balls in
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there. Those are called testicles."
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She gently probed her index finger into his scrotum, then
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grasping one of his balls between her thumb and index
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finger.
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"When he gets older, that's what will make sperm."
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"Oh, yeah. We learned about that in school," she
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interuppted. "What does sperm look like?"
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"Well...," I paused, "I don't know if Brett can make any
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sperm yet, but it's usually thick and white."
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I didn't want to satisfy her curiosity soley on Brett. I was
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pretty sure that even though he probably couldn't
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produce any sperm yet , he probably could ejaculate. I
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didn't want her to know that, though. I just had to take a
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chance that Brett had not yet jacked off all the way
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before now.
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Since Brett didn't say anything, I continued, "Maybe
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you'll get to see some sperm later on, though."
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Cori just looked over at me, still holding Brett's testicle
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between her finger.
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"Owww!" Brett yelled.
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Cori jumped, letting go of his ball.
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"You have to be very careful when you feel his balls, Cori.
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It's OK, though, he's alright. Now wrap your fingers
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around his dick, and slide them up and down."
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She gently reached over taking his dick in her hand, and
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began to stroke it.
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"That feels real good to a boy. It's kinda feels something
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like when he's having sex."
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"Sex feels good. I mean..., for a boy?" she asked.
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"Oh, yeah! It feels much better than that. And it also
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feels real good to the girl, too," I replied, not telling the
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whole truth.
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I could see the gears working in Cori's head. She was
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probably thinking about how good it felt when Brett felt
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her up a while ago, and also about my telling her that
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Brett couldn't make any sperm yet.
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I let her play with Brett a little while longer, before
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springing the next bombshell on her.
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"There's something else that feels real good to a boy, that
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feels even more like having sex."
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"What?" she asked.
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"It's when a girl puts the boy's dick in her mouth, and
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sucks on it a little. Why don't you try it on Brett?"
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Her expression changed to a sneer, "What if he pees in
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my mouth?"
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"Oh, he's not going to pee in your mouth. His dick is too
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hard for that. Why don't you try it? It's not going to
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hurt you. Just be sure you don't bite him or rub your
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teeth against his dick, because that would hurt him."
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She looked down at Brett's dick with uncertainty, still
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stroking it gently, then back at me.
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"It's OK., go ahead," I encouraged.
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Cori leaned over, stopping her mouth right at Brett's dick.
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She opened her lips, and without touching his dick with
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any part of her mouth, slowly put the head just inside
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her mouth. She them backed off, glancing over at me,
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then readjusted herself onto her knees. Once again, she
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leaned over Brett, putting the head of his dick just inside
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her mouth without touching it with her lips.
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Then......, slowly...., her lips closed until...., finally! Her lips
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were now wrapped around Brett's little dick! Brett's legs
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stiffened again, thrusting his hips up. Cori pulled back,
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sucking slightly on Brett's dick as it popped out with a
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loud "pttthhhppp!"
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She eased back slightly, licking her lips, and tasting this
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new sensation. Again, she went down on him, and since
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Brett's dick was still relatively small, this time she easily
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took all of it into her mouth. She closed her lips around it
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and holding her mouth in one place, began sucking on it
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much the way a baby sucks on a bottle. Brett's hips
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pushed up into her face, forcing any remaining fraction of
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his dick into her mouth and pushing Cori's nose into his
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balls. She kept sucking on it, pulling back after a few
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seconds, and again, releasing his dick from her mouth
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with another "pttthhhppp!"
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"That's very good Cori!" I encouraged. "This time, just
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move your mouth up and down on his dick while sucking
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on it. You don't have to suck real hard, just a little bit.
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And every once in a while, lick it with your tounge, just
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like you would with a lollipop."
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She looked over at me with a little smile, pleased that she
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was doing so well. Then, she leaned over and again took
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Brett's dick in her mouth, but this time she started at the
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head. Slowly at first, she eased her mouth up and down
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on Brett's hard, little dick, increasing the tempo to match
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Brett as he began to hump her mouth.
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I leaned back on one arm, and began to rub my dick
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through my shorts. She was a sight to behold, her panty-
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clad ass poking out from under her gown, and her long
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blonde hair swishing back and forth as she sucked Brett's
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dick.
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After a minute or two, Brett began to draw his legs up,
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bending at the hips. Even though he didn't know what
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was happening, I knew he was close to coming in Cori's
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mouth. But I wasn't through with them yet.
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"Cori, why don't you take a break and let Brett rub you
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for a while?"
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Cori sat up, and I heard the now familiar "pttthhhppp!" as
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Brett's dick escaped her lips. She lay down on her back,
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pulling her gown down to cover her panties as Brett
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began to stroke her chest.
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"Don't be shy, Cori," I said, stroking her blonde hair. "It
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won't feel as good if he has to rub you through your
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clothes. Why don't you just take your gown off. You can
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leave your panties on if you want to."
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Cori blushed, "Well..., alright. But only if you promise not
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to laugh. My boobies are not big like mom's are yet."
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TO BE CONTINUED.......
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