"Want a blow-job?" she suddenly whispered in a naughty voice.

"Are you crazy?" he gasped.

"No," Bonnie giggled, pointing down to the huge bulge in the front of his shorts. "You've got a helluva hard-on and I thought maybe you'd like me to suck it off for you."

He just stared at her, unable to believe this cute nymphet.

"Please," she whispered, dropping to her knees in front of him and reaching out for the big rod that was poking up in front of his shorts. "You can't knock me up by letting me play with it."

"What do you know about playing with cocks?" he sneered, pushing her hand away.

"I give my dad blow-jobs all the time," she told him in a proud voice.

"What?"

"Sure," she giggled. "He taught me to suck him off when I was only eleven."

"Are you telling me the truth?" he asked with disbelief.

"Sure," was her honest answer. "Please let me play with your prick."

A strange excitement rippled through the man's body when she reached through the front of his shorts and her soft cool fingers made contact with his stiff dick. He knew he should push her away, but he suddenly didn't have the will to do it.

"Please," she whispered, puffing his big hard prick out.

No longer resisting, the man just slumped back in the chair, thinking how exciting it would be to feel her fingers and lips milking and sucking on his cock. His entire body began shivering with excitement when the girl started skimming his thick foreskin up and down over his throbbing boner.

"Lou," she whispered, afraid that the trembling man would fall off the kitchen chair. "Let's go in on the sofa."

When they got in the living room, Lou dropped his shorts and spread himself out on the couch, his massive prick laying stiffly back against his belly, the cockhead reaching above his navel. Bonnie just stared at his nakedness. His balls and stomach were covered with thick black hair and the huge nut-sac hanging between his legs looked like it weighed a ton.