She could see that the skin covering the head of Jonah's dick was stretched smooth and almost frightening thin. The glans looked as if it would explode if another drop of blood tried to pump its way inside.

That skin was very smooth – the smoothest thing Tammy had ever touched. The shaft of his cock was only slightly skinnier than the head. But it was just as hard – as hard as granite.

The tip of his cock was snapping upward toward his flat belly as Jonah stepped out of his trousers one foot at a time. His cock was bobbing up and down as if it were attached to his loins via a tightly sprung hinge.

As the tip of his dick snapped upward Tammy found herself looking at the underside of Jonah's cock, where many veins were protruding from the surface.

Those veins ran up and down the entire length of the man's cock and gave it a craggy look. His dick look gnarled and angry. She felt as if there were part of this man that was part animal – just like the white men claimed. He could really turn into a beast when his libido was acting up, she knew that much for sure.

She found herself looking at the little hole at the tip of his dick – the hole where his piss and come came out. The mouth that had little lips on either side of it. That mouth was opening and closing rhythmically from the spasms Jonah was experiencing down there ax that moment.

The mouth looked as if it were trying in vain to sing.

"Oh, baby, you know how you make me feel," he said.

"I know I make you awfully big. I hope you fit in my mouth."

"I will – if you want me to enough," he replied quickly.

"Oh, I do. I do," she said. She lowered her eyes to his nuts.

Jonah's balls – like his cock, were the largest she had ever seen. They were the size of horse balls. His sack was so large that there was no way the little girl could hold the entire thing in the palm of her cupped hand at one time – no matter, how far apart she stretched her dainty fingers.