Pumping wildly on the boy's stiff pecker, Jul could feel it growing bigger and harder in her hand.

"Oh, shit, Jill!" he began sobbing excitedly.. "Faster, honey, faster! I'm almost there. Faster! Faster!"

Confused by the boy's jerks and moans, Jill was getting more excited with every passing second. She'd never seen anyone carry on so crazily in her life, yet she instinctively knew he was enjoying it. She felt his entire body stiffen, and then a stream of white fluid suddenly spurted out from the end of his cock, splattering all over his belly, Quickly releasing his prick, she watched it keep shooting squirt after squirt onto his stomach. When his young pecker finally quit spewing, she ran her fingers through the puddle of slippery cum on his belly.

"Gee, that stuff's gooey," she whispered. "What hit?"

"Jizz," he explained.

"What's jizz?"

"That's the stuff that makes babies," answered Nick.

"Oh, look!" gasped the little girl. "Your thing's getting little."

"It always does after I shoot off," laughed Nick.

"will it stay little?"

"Shit no," he grinned; "It'll be hard again in a few minutes.!'

"Gee's she sighed. "Pricks are sure funny things."

"Jill," he asked nervously as he wiped his belly clean with a hanker chief. "May I kiss you?"

"Sure," she beamed, lowering her face down to his, thinking how much she liked the boy.

Their closed lips met and pressed gently together as he took the girl in his arms.

"Did you like that?" he asked.

"Sorta," answered Jill. "Do it again."

When theft mouths once more separated, she looked a bit puzzled.

"Nick," she suggested. "Let's do it with our mouths open like that man and woman in the magazine."

When their softly parted lips met again, Jill felt a spurt of twat juice dripping into her panties, and Nick's limp prick began to jerk. The girl instinctively slipped her tongue into his mouth and their young bodies exploded with lust.