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Neither of us had the courage to move fast enough to scare the other one. It took us a few weeks to hold hands, and a few more weeks to kiss. The first kiss was actually hilarious – it could have been used for material in a comedy movie, if someone had had a video camera. We were standing together on the steps of my parents’ house (where I was living, trying to save money for school). He was tall enough that I usually stood one step up so I could look him in the eye. We had been out to a movie. It was a scary ‘jump-out-at-you’ type cheesy horror flick, and I spent most of it cringing in the seat, hiding my face against his shoulder. What can I say, I’m a wimp. Plus, it was a good excuse to cuddle. And he didn’t seem to object… So the kiss. As we were saying goodnight, I hugged him. I’m quite touchy-feely, so this was nothing unusual for me. But it felt good, and as I pulled away I ended up gazing into his eyes. I think we both knew what was coming. We leaned in, together, oh so. She smelled like heaven. I pushed and pulled at the night gown until I had kissed every inch of her, then I pulled it off and fucked her again. How many times was this today? I couldn't remember. There was the hot tub, and her bed twice and ... I powered through, I'm not sure how long or how many times she came but my cock felt like it was on fire before we were done and she seemed insatiable. I don't even remember falling asleep but I opened my eyes and it was dark. Kana was sitting up in bed next to me and the sheet had been pulled down. She was wearing her night gown again. The clock said 4:06. "I want to show you what my cousin taught me" she said, and she leaned over and let a long string of spit spill onto my cock. I noticed for the first time what a wide tongue she had for such a small face. I steeled myself for the thrill of Kana's lips on my cock but that's not what happened. Instead her small fingers closed over the shaft which she began stroking. She was.
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