Age of Discovery
I was stroking and thinking of breasts, stroking. Building up some momentum. No rush, this was my big one for the day. Taking my time, letting it build, then letting it fly. I'd clean up with my t-shirt. This wasn't the time to hold back. My body tingled as I stroked, then eased off, stroked, then eased off, thinking of perky young breasts, and promises of what may lie ahead. Stroking, and.... Shit, banging at my door.... "Kev, cut it out..." My sister Candy. A grade behind me. Skinny...