The idea and the sight and the sensation of having my cock eagerly and expertly sucked by this tiny exquisite doll was almost more than I could bear. And her obvious affection for me, even on such short acquaintance, and under such bizarre circumstances, made me determined to play along with her, doing what she liked and taking no chances of offending or hurting her in any way. I knew I would get my thrills, but I wanted to be sure she got hers too.

My hands were caressing and guiding her head as she ardently licked and kissed and sucked my now-rigid tool, but I was in no way forcing or commanding her. It may seem odd to say so, but this wholly perverted and lewd scene was to me beautiful and rewarding and satisfying in a way that I would never have believed possible. The thought that a tiny girl and a mature man could mean so much to each other and in such a bizarre way, was really getting me already. I pulled her mouth gently from around my throbbing cock and softly asked her, “Jeannie, this doesn't seem really fair. You are doing a wonderfully nice thing for me, but what can I do for you that would feel nice?”

Her face lit up in a winning smile and she said, “Well, George, if you'd like to, you could play with my pussy while I play with your dickey. You're pretty big to get on top of me, cause I'm so little, but maybe if I got on top of you on the bed, we could both have fun.”

After a few moments of intimate scrambling and adjustments, I was lying on my back on the big bed, and the amazing child was crouching over me in a sort of '69' position which was different because of the great difference in our sizes. She was gaily playing with my stiffly upright cock with her hands, and gently squeezing and fondling my balls, occasionally sucking and tonguing the glands of my tool with her hot little tongue and soft sucking lips. Her out-thrust bare little pelvis was above and in front of my face, right where my hands could easily get at it to caress and toy with it.