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He groaned and thrust himself into my hand.“I didn’t know you liked me this much!”“Now you do,” I said.I wanted to see him cum, but right then we heard the car pull up in the drive and then the voices of our mom and little brother and sister. Ryan shot out of the room like a bullet, almost tripping on his jeans. I laughed heartily and decided that I would definitely find a way to see him cum soon.For the next week things were a little weird. Ryan was really shy around me or something. He seemed nervous. He wasn’t avoiding me, he just didn’t seem to know how to act. After a while I figured out that he must be wondering if what we did the week before was a one time thing.To get my point across I dialed up the touching. If we were sitting next to each other at the table, I’d lay my hand on his thigh. If we were cleaning the kitchen together I would come up behind him and press my boobs into his back. Or I would bend over so he could see up my skirt.One time I did that; I had just bent. She put her leg behind me and rose up and looked me straight in the eye."Daddy did I cause this? Now it is my turn to make you feel better" as she placed her hand around my cock through my shorts. "Karen we can't be doing this!" Why not I love you and you love me right." Yes I do but this is wrong and we shoooo." She stopped me from talking by putting her hand behind my head pulling me to her, kissing me with her tender sweet lips on mine. She parted her lips and her tongue began to explore my mouth and found mine to dance the sexual dance of lovers. She pulled away smiling at me as she told me to stand up for a second. She stood up in front of me putting her arms around my neck as she spoke, "I have been wanting to kiss you like that for quite sometime now since I have found out what it is like to have had sex with a boy"."Just how long have you been having sex young lady?" "For about a year and a half now and it all started when Mom had the doctor put me on the pill to regulate my.
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