Gayle was curious, but she felt embarrassed to ask about details. Her experience with most males was that if you gave them an inch they wanted a mile. Gayle had not given Eddy more than an eighth of an inch yet. And that eighth of an inch did not extend under the elastic leg of her panties!

"How do you know when to stop a guy?" Gayle asked shyly. "I mean after he's gone so far, he really starts pushing to go a lot farther."

"I never have any trouble turning a guy's fire down," Cindy said. "If he gets out of hand, I just grab his cock." Gayle hid her embarrassment as best she could. She'd never dreamed of doing anything like that! She'd never even seen a boy's prick in the flesh. And to curl her fingers around one of those hot, hard things… well, she guessed they were hot and hard. She'd heard girls whispering at school.

"What does that d-d-do?" Gayle asked self-consciously.

"As long as you've got his cock in your hand, he can't shove it in you, right?"

"I guess so." Gayle swallowed hard. Now she was thinking of Prince's cock. The thought of touching something so slick and red made her shoulders tremble. She wondered what her sister would think if she told her how the Doberman had licked her cunt and made her come. Cindy swayed across the room, touching her lovely young body as she talked.

"Of course, once you grab them, they don't want you to turn loose. It's best to plan ahead and have a hanky that's easy to get to."

"A hanky?"

"Sure, stupid. You wouldn't want to get that yucky stuff all over your new dress, would you?"

"Yucky stuff?"

"Oh come on, Gayle, you know what happens when a boy reaches a climax, don't you?"

"Oh!" Gayle was suddenly remembering the sexy story her best friend Tricia had related to her about the time she'd wrestled with her cousin while they were in their pajamas. Yes, she knew what Cindy was talking about now.