Tod gasped loudly.

"But we don't have much room, do we?" she said, jacking him again. "These seats are so close together. I'd love to have this in me, real deep in me. I bet you come a lot, don't you? I just love a cock that comes a lot. There's nothing I like better than a hot, thick load of come juice!"

She felt the excitement rumbling through the boy and felt his cock throbbing. He didn't say anything to her and she knew it was partly from fear. The poor boy probably was scared shitless, she thought. He was quite young and she doubted he had much experience.

Feeling intensely aroused, Lisa stroked his cock, then slipped her hand into his pants and pulled his balls free. She cupped them gently.

"Ohhhh, such nice balls. So precious, and they feel so full. Do they hurt, Tod? Do you want to empty them… come?"

Tod groaned as her fist came back to his cock, jacking him with short, jerky motions.

"I wish we could get your cock in me and fuck me," she hissed. "If only these fucking seats gave us more room! But since we can't fuck, I'll have to do something else."

Tod's fingers dug into her thigh hard. She knew he wanted to feel her cunt.

"It feels good to have my hand jacking you, doesn't it?" she whispered. "I can make you come with my hand, Tod, but there are other, more delicious ways. You know?"

She felt him shaking almost violently. She wished he would talk to her and tell her what he wanted. But all he did was sit stiffly, shaking, letting her jack on his cock.

"I could use my mouth," she whispered.

"Ahhhh," Tod groaned.

"Yes, I could use my mouth on you," Lisa went on. "I could suck you… suck you off. Would you like that, Tod? Would you like a nice, wet blow-job?"

Tod gulped.

"I think you would," she giggled softly. "Have you ever had a blow-job, Tod? It feels so good, the wetness of a mouth around your cock. I can suck very good, too. And I just love to have a hard cock in my mouth."