The boy looked dismayed.

Was she going to deny him a cum?

She giggled at his horrified expression.

"I mean, I don't suck or fuck the first time that a guy takes me out. It's real bad for a girl's reputation – and if a boy gets what he wants the first time, he might not ask me out again!"

Jerry started to protest, but she interrupted him.

"I know you ate me out and I owe you some head. But not tonight. I promise, I'll blow you the next time."

"Wanna go out tomorrow?" he asked.

She smiled.

"Sure," she said. "But I ain't gonna let you get blue balls tonight, Jerry. Okay if I just jerk you off?"

"Oh! Yeah!" he gasped.

Jerry hadn't expected as much as a hand-job. That was the most that he had ever gotten out of a girl before, and seldom on a first date. So he wasn't at all disappointed. He was delighted by the prospect of a hand-job – and utterly thrilled by Debby's promise that she would suck him off the very next day.

Actually, if he had only known it, with just a bit of coaxing, he could have gotten her to blow him then, because she was a cock-hungry girl who loved to swallow spunk. But the naive lad didn't realize that it would have only taken a bit of persuasion.

"Yeah, toss me off, Debby!" he wailed, jerking his ass up and driving his prick at her.

His cockhead was glowing like a purple light-bulb. Jizz was drooling from his piss-hole and trickling down his cockshaft. The stuff was as thick and sluggish as vanilla syrup.

Debby cupped his balls in the palm of her left hand, jiggling them up and down as if she were weighing his load on a scale.

She squeezed gently and purred when she felt his jizz slosh around within the hairy bags.

"Jeez, you're so full!" she sighed.

She folded her right hand around his cock, holding it at the root. It loomed up from her fist like some menacing, heavy-headed war club.