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  Patrick moved in front of me. "Lily...look at me." He raised my chin with one finger, so that I was forced to look him in the eyes. His blue eyes, so intensely focused and piercing, turned my lower body to utter weakness, flame boy and wet willy I sniffled in spite of myself. "You are beautiful to me. You should be beautiful to you." He leaned in and kissed me, and then I melted for real . Melted right into Patrick's arms. The feel of another person loving me enough to see me as beautiful wet willy and flame boy wonderful even through my flaws truly touched my heart , and awakened a part of me that had been long dormant. We stood there kissing for the longest, until he finally broke our lips' bond and led me over to the couch, where I lay down obediently. I watched him strip, vaguely understanding that I was about to have my first sexual experience, but my mind was too clouded by lust and confusion to understand it fully.  




  Once he was completely naked, he knelt beside the couch and undid my jeans, undoing the fastenings carefully and quickly. "Lift your hips," he instructed gently, and I did so, allowing him to slide the jeans from my body. Then he lifted my shirt over my head, revealing my large breasts, which had been shown only to the mirror in my bedroom before. "God, you're beautiful, Lily," Patrick breathed as he traced his fingers over the exposed tops of my sensitive breasts. "I---I am?" I asked, snapping out of my dream world just enough to understand. "Yes, Lily...you are," he replied softly. "Now, sit up a minute." I did so, and he deftly unhooked my bra wet willy and flame boy slid it off my shoulders, down my arms, and laid it aside. My underwear was now the only thing left on me, flame boy and wet willy obediently I raised my hips again, still in a mental fog. I could feel Patrick's fingertips brushing lightly over my slightly rounded stomach and curved hips, and could feel the silky fabric sliding gently down my legs and off my body. Only when he moved to settle on top of me did my rational mind make a final sharp protest.  

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