She kept watching, and she kept rubbing under her little skirt.

Amy knew her mom was gone because she always left for work early to make the long commute into Bay City. So she knew she wouldn't get caught standing there in the hall rubbing her pussy.

Frank was beating off wildly now. His long cock was creamy. His action made a rapid slurping sound, a sound that intrigued and excited her.

Amy stuck her hand into her panties and fingered into her juicy young cunny. It felt so good. She finger-fucked herself, and watched her uncle masturbate.

Frank stiffened. He jerked frantically.

"Amy, Amy," he called.

Then he came. It was as if someone had turned on a garden hose. A thick spray of cream spewed out of his prick, flew high up into the air and splashed back down on Frank's belly.

Oh, jeez, Amy thought. Oh, my gawwwd! Look at that! He's shootin' stuff!

Amy had never seen a cock cum, never had seen the eruption of climax, the squirting cream that spurted so thick and so high. It was a sight she would never ever forget.

She fingered her pussy faster. Then she herself stiffened, was jerked forward at the waist, and she came. The tingling ripple of orgasm spread through her fine, young body. Never had she felt so wonderful.

Her eyes gaped at the sight of her uncle jerking his spitting cock, his creamy handjob.

"Ah, Amy! Oh, shit, Amy!" he cried. Amy's climax seemed like it might last forever. She reveled in the wonderful feeling, turned on by Frank's jacking, by his creamy ejaculation.

Frank finally slumped back, spent, his chest heaving, his body covered with thick goo. Amy quickly withdrew her dripping fingers from her pink panties and tiptoed away.