"Terry," said Linda, turning to the young boy. "Will you take your pants down and let Jill look at your prick?"

"Sure," he grinned, standing up and dropping his cut-offs as Linda had directed hint to do while they were waiting for Jill to get home.

It all happened so fast that Jill's mouth flew open. Terry's stiff cock sprang up as his pants fell down around his ankles. She couldn't believe her eyes. It wasn't as big and thick as the dongs in her book, but it was as stiff as a poker. The exciting thing about it was the way it jerked and throbbed like a wild animal as it pointed up at the ceiling. A spurt of pussy-cream dripped out of her young twat as the girl stared at his crinkly balls, all covered with curly red hairs.

"Come over here and get a closer look," her mother ordered as the naked boy sat back down on the couch.

"I can see it from here," whispered Jill, too stunned to move.

"Don't be silly," her mother snapped. "Kneel down in front of Terry so you can touch it."

Dropping to her knees in front of the boy, his stiff prick was only inches from Jill's eyes. She wanted to reach out and feel it, but the teen was unable to move. Noticing the girl's hesitation, her mother took Jill's hand and wrapped her trembling fingers around Terry's stiff dick. The hot meaty texture of the boy's throbbing flesh burned deliciously in Jill's palm. She could feel, the blood coursing through his distended veins just beneath the stretched skin of Terry's hot, throbbing cock. Still holding Jill's trembling hand, her mother slid the girl's finger's up and down over the boy's stiff prick.

"That's it, honey," her mother whispered, releasing the girl's hand when she saw that she was expertly skimming his foreskin up and down over his shiny cock-head. "That's the way to do it. Boys love it when girls play with their dongs that way."

Jill could tell from the wild expression in Terry's eyes that he was really enjoying it. Excited, and no longer embarrassed, the girl began stroking his cock.