Don't rush it, she thought, take it easy.

Some clever girl had taught him how to suck a tit. He knew how to use his tongue, how to roll the nipple between his tongue and teeth. He showed no signs of tiring. His hungry mouth devoured her tit.

Her breasts had always been sensitive, and now her nipple was tingling and almost to the point of being irritated. She finally pushed his head away and stepped back.

"Do you like my tits?"

"They're something!" he said. "I think about them a lot."

"And then what happens?" she asked him. "Do you jerk off?"

He blushed. "Sometimes."

Gloria smiled. "Don't be bashful about it. Everyone does it. It's the ones who don't who aren't normal. I do it, too."

She sat down on the edge of the bed and positioned him so that he was standing between her knees. Hooking her fingers in the waistband of his jockey shorts, she pulled them down to his thighs. His hard cock sprang out and almost hit her face. She stared at it a long time, and then she smiled up at him.

"Well, you're a man," she said. "You've certainly grown since the last time I saw you!"

Holding the base of his cock with her left hand, she used the fingers of her right hand to peel back the foreskin until his purplish cockhead was completely uncovered. It was unmistakably a young cock, the skin fresh and tight and without wrinkles. She cupped his balls, jiggling them and weighing them on her palm. A lovely drop of clear fluid seeped from the slit to dribble over the fat cockhead.

Squeezing her hand, she thrilled at the hardness of his cock, at the soft silky feeling of the outer skin covering the rigid pole. When she pulled her hand back up to the cockhead, another drop of fluid appeared at the tip. She stroked him slowly, watching the pre-cum dribbling out of the pouting slit.