"This is going to be fun!" she purred, giving him a kittenish look. She knew that guys enjoyed that sort of talk. "I love to see a boy cum," she said. "It really gives me a kick when the stuff squirts out."

"I got about a fucking gallon of it!" he rasped.

Although making him shoot was the best part of a handjob, the girl was in no hurry. With her pussy well sucked and satiated, she wanted to enjoy his firm, fat prick for awhile before she made him cum.

She was looking forward to a mouthful of his delicious-looking cockmeat as much as Jerry was looking forward to feeding it to her.

Their mutual impatience was destined to have fascinating results in the very near future, in fact.

But, for the moment, Debby was only going to jerk him off.

She drew her fist up his prick very slowly, holding him lightly so that his prick just brushed through her skimming palm and encircling fingers.

It flared out so fat that the girl could barely span it with her tiny fist.

She skimmed again, her palm sliding fluidly on a film of greasy pre-cum.

Then she tightened her grip and frigged with a firmer stroke. As her fist drew up, his foreskin rolled over the slab of his cockhead, and as she jacked back down toward his balls, she skinned the purple knob out in a naked bulge.

She was pumping him steadily, in a rhythm that would bring him off, but moving slowly so that the pleasant task would last for a while.

She pulled up and rubbed her thumb against the sensitive underside of his cockhead, working globs of preliminary goo into the meaty slab.

She pushed down and the heel of her hand nudged against his solid, swollen balls. His cock-knob ballooned. She bent down, her plump tits hobbling.

Holding his cockshaft, she rubbed her nipples back and forth, sweeping the taut buds against the tip of his slimy cock.

Then she nudged his prickshaft into her cleavage. He humped, tit-fucking her a few times. Her face was tipped down, her chin resting on her breastbone. Her eyes crossed as she turned her gaze in upon his cockhead.