After the services that day, Reverend Walker once more excitedly watched little Marci Wilks and her brother get into their father's car for the ride out to their farm. The reverend couldn't understand why, but he seemed to get a hard-on every time he saw the cute, blonde youngster.

Driving home with her dad and brother, Marci's mind was on a conversation she had had with her friend Joyce Gibson before church this morning. Joyce had excitedly told her about sucking off her older cousin last night.

"Did it taste icky?" Marci had wanted to know.

"Shit, no," her friend had giggled. "It's sorta slippery, but it has a neat flavor."

"What does a cock feel like," was Marci's next question, starting to get all hot and itchy between her legs as she listened to Joyce.

"Haven't you ever played with a guy's prick?"

"You know I haven't," Marci said and giggled.

"You're missing a lot," her friend had sighed. "I just love hard cocks."

"What do they feel like?"

"Well." Joyce had paused, a warm glow in her eyes. "It's sorta hard to explain. It feels a bit like soft, wet velvet stretched over a big hot pipe, except there's a hard, rubbery feeling to it, and it jerks and throbs in your hand."

Thinking about cocks now, as she was riding home from church, Marci was feeling all hot and sticky between her legs.

"And nothing feels better than a hard cock in your cunt," Joyce had said with a dreamy expression on her face.

"I'd be afraid to let a guy fuck me," Marci had admitted.

"Why?"

"I dunno. It sounds sorta scary."

"Then suck him off," her friend had suggested.

"How do I do that?"