"Your first fuck, stud?" Carmen asked.

"Mmmm!" Glen said, nodding his head in the affirmative.

Carmen squealed again, turning to Liz. "Hear that, darling? You've got his cherry, honey. You're fucking a virgin stud. Make him remember his first fuck, honey. Show him what a woman can do."

Again Carmen's babbling sounded distant. Liz gazed at the boy's face, at his flushed cheeks, at his rolling eyes, at his pink tongue nestled between his lips. She listened to his groans, felt his cock flexing crazily inside her. She began to ride, clamping his prick tightly with her strong cunt walls, slipping up and down on his cock until she saw his eyes nearly pop. She felt his cock jerking and swelling, on the verge of orgasm. Then she paused, resting her hot cunt slabs on the boy's balls, holding her breath, feeling his prick inside her pussy dangerously close to climaxing.

The boy's skinny belly popped up and down as he panted. Liz could see his breastbone pulsating, hammered by his heart. His tiny nipples glowed a purplish-brown, standing up stiff as any girl's. Carmen must have noticed his excited nipples at the same moment as Liz for her head fell on his chest and she began chewing on them.

Glen's brown hands gripped Carmen's head, his fingers sliding into her black hair. "Oh, mannnn!" he moaned, squirming.

His cock flexed inside Liz, a signal for her to start riding him again. She lifted up, fucked down. Up again, down again. She concentrated on her cunt and felt every precious inch of the boy's seven-inch cock as his prick slid in and out. There was something special about the boy's cock, something different about his prick. His cock was harder than Stan's prick, stiffer. Glen's cockshaft quivered more intensely, throbbed with greater excitement, and exuded electrical, vibrations. The boy's cock was fresh, new, just beginning its life of satisfying women's cunts. His prick was strong, hard and his cock was buried up her own cunt, throbbing with life inside her own body.