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“It’s incest,” she said after
a brief pause. My excuse, of
course, was that I wanted to protect my baby angel,
but I think even then deep inside I knew I wanted her
for myself. I pulled up her slip so I could get my hands
beneath it. She reached
between us to stroke my cock. She was tight, though, and I had to shove my
tongue into her. She nodded. My hand came tantalizingly close to her breast,
then moved away. I was a boy once,
too, and even if Jean didn’t want to realize it I knew
that she was the star of many young boys’ sexual
fantasies. She leaned forward and put her
lips to the end of my cock, kissing it delicately. It got her a lot
of attention from the boys, attention I knew had
nothing to do with her personality. I got half my cock into her vise-like cunt
and pulled back.