Casey’s hands stroke Corey’s chest again, beginning a downward travel. Somehow, without his noticing, she undid his belt and now is sliding his shorts down his slender legs. It feels warm on her face and boobs, and contributes to the heat between her legs. Her orange bra now has white spots appearing, stained by the remnants of their acts. “I- I don’t know” he stammers, confused on whether or not to take the lead here, “Do- do you want to?”
An evil smirk spreads across Casey’s face as she answers “I do Corey, but do you want me to?”
He manages a nod and his mind struggles to focus as she slowly peels his last garment of clothing off and tosses it away, freeing himself fully to a woman for the first time in his young life. When are you thinking?”
Trying to contain his excitement, which is in vain, he nearly shouts out “What about now?”
Once again, the teen goddess laughs, and replies “Then let’s go!”
Corey reaches his hand out, but stops himself. She thought we were crazy and
