Sharon was thrilled at the way Lance was squeezing and twisting her throbbing nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Then she became aware of his cock pressing against her leg. Remembering how her friend had described the prick she'd played with, Sharon was dying to touch Lance's big pole, but didn't know quite how to go about it.

"What's this?" she giggled, finally getting up enough nerve to reach down and lightly touch the hard bulge in his crotch.

"You know damn well what it is," he grinned excitedly.

"Is it your prick?"

"Of course it is."

"It sure is a naughty one," she whispered, stroking it a bit more boldly.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because it's getting big and hard," she teased.

"Shit," he gasped. "Why shouldn't it when you're playing with the damn thing?"

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Hell, no!" he gulped. "I want you to mess with it."

"Well then," she whispered, getting bolder by the moment as the lust began to build in her loins. "Why don't you pull your cock out so I can really play with it?"

Lance couldn't believe what was happening. Sharon had never let him touch her bare tits before tonight, and now she was actually asking him to let her play with his cock. Not wanting her to change her mind, he lowered his zipper and reached for his prick.

Sharon's eyes were bulging with excitement as she nervously watched his hand withdraw his thick hard boner from the tight confines of his pants. The girl knew his dick would be hard and round, but she wasn't prepared for what she saw. She hadn't dreamed that a man's cock could be so huge, and she was staring with awe at the big dome-shaped head that was throbbing on the end of it.

When Lance released his swollen organ from his grasp, Sharon tentatively touched the tip of it with her finger. There was a hard rubbery feel to his purple cockhead that sent hot flames searing it through her horny pussy. She lovingly wrapped her fingers around his long hard shaft, thinking it was the most incredible thing she had ever touched. Feeling the hot blood surging through the distended veins as his cock throbbed and lurched in her hands, it was as if she were holding a living creature in her grip.