Charley moaned with pleasure. Elizabeth did not know about sucking cock in those days – but her mouth was watering as she gazed at his cock meat.

Uncle Charley placed a hand behind her head. He pushed her face down gently.

What does he want me to do? the girl wondered.

He pushed her lower.

She was not resisting.

The slippery head of his prick brushed against her lips, then ran up her cheek, leaving a trail of spunk glistening in its wake. He pulled her head up and pushed it down again. His cock head once again brushed against her pursed lips.

Does he want me to kiss his cock? she wondered, wildly. The idea was fascinating, intriguing, delightful. But she was inhibited. She thought that it must be awfully naughty to kiss a cock. Her lips fluttered, not quite kissing, as his hot, slippery prick meat ran up her cheek again.

"Suck it," Charley grunted.

"Oh!" she cried, both shocked and thrilled, thinking it must be wrong and yet wanting to so badly that she felt an actual, physical hunger for that tasty looking hunk of cock meat.

"Take my cock in your mouth," her uncle rasped, his tone halfway between pleading and demanding.

He pushed her head down again.

This time she did not turn away. She kissed the slimy cock tip and then let her lips slowly part, taking the cock knob into her mouth. It was delicious! She slurped on his prick and her nimble tongue began to glide around, laying the underside of the succulent mouthful of cock.

Cum was oozing from the cleft.

The delicious stuff coated her tongue, driving the girl crazy with pure, unbridled passion. She knew that if she kept sucking on his cock he was going to shoot cum in her mouth, that he would feed his whole hot, thick cum-load to her – and she wanted to drink it!