A second great gout towered up, as thick and as abundant as the first.

The eager girl kept pumping, never missing a stroke as she milked out a third and yet a fourth mighty wad from the boy's thundering prick.

Tommy slumped, stunned.

Belinda kept pumping until she was positive that she had pulled every drop from his balls and that not a drop remained in his cockhead.

Then she released him and sat back, smiling, Tommy didn't know what to say. He said, "Thanks."

It sounded pretty feeble to him, but Belinda nodded and smiled and said, "That's okay. I like to do it."

She was looking down at her hand, which glistened with a film of jism.

"You sure come a lot," she said. "I'll bet you can really fill a girl's cunt up, huh?"

"I-I never had a fuck," he confessed. She widened her eyes.

"You mean – I'll be the first?" she asked. "I sure hope so," he gasped.

"Have you ever had a blow job?" He shook his head.

"Oh, I guess we're gonna have lots of fun together, Tommy," she told him.

Tommy felt as if he'd gone to heaven.

"I'll phone you tonight," said the lewd little girl.

She gave him a promiscuous look.

"Don't jerk yourself off or nothing, okay? Save another big load up for me, Tommy."

"I sure will," Tommy croaked.

His cock, despite that enormous climax, was still standing rampant, for he was a potent young man who often had to jerk off three times in a row before his lust was satiated. Belinda, noticing that, was pleased. It was going to make baby-sitting a lot less boring than television did.

She was contemplating jerking him off again. But then her mother's car pulled into the driveway.

"Quick! Put it away," she squealed. Tommy grabbed his dick and bent it, grimacing. He stuffed it into his jeans and frantically zippered his fly up.

Belinda was staring at her hand, which was coated with congealing jism. She looked puzzled at first but then she started to grin.