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Maggie_s moist mouthThis is all so amazing to me. I mean, I didn't think you even knew about such things or cared about them. I guess it's kinda nice that you do, 'cause now we can talk about it. Tom and I talk about it a lot, 'cause we're both horny." Tom was his best friend, a nice guy who lived about a mile from us, on another farm. One day, a few weeks earlier, I had seen Tom walk into the barn alone, and I immediately thought he was going to do the same thing with himself that Billy had done, but he emerged in a minute carrying a bushel basket. "Can I touch it?" I asked simply. "Now? Here?" "You locked the door," I reminded him. "Yeah, 'cause I thought Mother might come snooping or something. I wasn't planning on taking off my pants in front of my little sister." I decided to grow up a lot for him in those few seconds. "Look, Billy, I'm not 'little sister' any more. I'm a friend who wants to play, have fun, learn things…" His laughter stopped me. He often has referred to that moment sitting on my bed. I guess I must have looked pretty silly sitting there demanding that he no longer be my brother, but rather a teacher of sex and a playmate in sexual affairs ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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