He was still mouthing her tits.

Linda took his balls and cock in both hands. She cupped his bloated balls in her left hand, palm up, lifting slightly as if she were trying to judge the weight of the heavy dose of spunk that they contained.

She fingered his cock-knob with her right hand, then folded her delicate fist around the root of his prick.

She began to jack him slowly.

She loved doing it, but she wanted to make it last. It felt so wonderful to have his cock swelling and throbbing in her fist and his balls filling her hand that she hoped it would last for a long time. Pulling the jism out of him would be the best part of it, of course – but she wanted to enjoy the pumping for a while, first.

A trickle of spunk ran down his cock-knob, slippery and sluggish, glistening like quicksilver.

The sight made Linda drool.

She wasn't going to blow him, of course, since she was not that sort of girl – but the idea was thrilling.

She had to remember to ask naughty Tina what cum tasted like, when they were alone.

Clyde sighed and moaned. He began to work a hand up under her skirt.

Linda did not offer even token resistance, now. With his cock out and in her grasp, she could hardly refuse a guy a feel of her cunt – and besides, the horny teenager was desperate to get fingerfucked.

Clyde stroked up the soft, smooth, overheated flesh of her firm and shapely thighs, teasing her by the slowness of his approach. Linda pushed her crotch down along the seat, toward his hand. He continued to rub her legs, avoiding her groin. Knowing that Linda was willing, now, Clyde was perversely reluctant to pleasure her. She had resisted him for a long time – now let her suffer for a while.