"Twenty bucks?" Eddy said, grabbing her wrist again, jerking her down.

"What do you mean, twenty bucks?"

"You know what I mean." Eddy slipped a bill from his pants and folded it into Terry's palm. Her heart raced. Just taking the twenty was an agreement of sorts. She swallowed hard and looked at the money. Then she looked back at Eddy. He had something else in his hand. "You can use this," he smiled, making her take it. Terry saw that it was a squeeze tube of hair grease. Her fingers shook.

"I… I better get back to my sister." But she didn't move. Eddy's big cock jutted straight up from his crotch. She stared at it as if hypnotized.

"What you do is squeeze some out on the head. Then you can rub it in all over." He looked at her without blinking. "Why don't you put that twenty in your pocket. You can buy something pretty with it."

Avoiding his look, Teresa stuffed the bill in the pocket of her skirt. Then she got her bra back on right and slipped into her blouse. Eddy was nice enough to button it up for her. At last she turned to face him. His cock throbbed for attention.

"I've never done this before… I don't really know how."

"You're a natural. Just go ahead and start before I cream all over the place thinking about it."

Still trembling, Terry squeezed a huge glop of the hair grease onto the palm of her hand and another generous dab at the very tip of the soldier's prick. He moaned as she began to smear and smooth the stuff over the surface of the feverish head and shaft.

The touch of the mushroom barb against her soft fingers was unbelievable. She kept gasping for more air as she moved her touch up and down, rubbing the lubrication deeper. But it was just as exciting to watch Eddy's reaction. He squirmed his hips around on the seat and kept clenching and unclenching his fists, Teresa a surprised to see that his cock was getting even bigger as she jacked him. The smooth, sliding clutch of her fingers bumped up over the flared head and down again… up and down, up and don. The friction against that swollen pert seemed to effect the groaning soldier more than anything else.