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We were never able to get all the way . . . NAKED for one thing. I've never seen you completely naked, and you've never seen me." "Yeah, well now that you mention it, that's very true," he said, "but what I did see of you . . . sure looked damn good." "Have you ever seen those two, you know, your sister and her friend naked?" "Well, yeah," Kenny said, "a couple Hardcore of times. But they're nothing like seeing you. So what do you think, should we do it? Take off our clothes, I mean. God, I'd almost kill to see you naked." "God, Mike, I think the point of taking off our clothes is to take our minds off the inborn urges to kill that you males all seem to have." Mike looked sheepish. "It's only an expression," he said apologetically. She laughed, "I was only kidding, silly Billy. Okay, let's do it. Should we take our clothes off together, one piece at a time? Or it would be more fun for each of us to undress the other one? Maybe . . . more educational?" she said with a wink. "Undressing each other would be great," said Mike, and he stood up and walked over to her, who immediately got to her feet. "You want to go first?" he asked, and she nodded and unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off and tossed it on her bed. Mike next nervously unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders. He tossed it on his shirt. Haley pulled his undershirt off with both hands, slipping it over his head. She turned around so he could unfasten her bra, indian but he turned her back around saying he needed the practice of doing it from the front, and after a couple of tries he did manage to unhook it, and slipping it off, he tossed it on the bed. "Gee, there's certainly no doubt about which one of us looks the best on top," he said. Now the corset was already looking a little worse for wear with the lace having numerous rips in it from the dog’s claws. No more talk woman, fuck me. Fuck me hard” This is... 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