“Oh, God! Is it going to kill me?” he gasped faintly.
Caroline’s hot, pink tongue darted out and snake-danced on the foreskin-covered head of his virgin p***s. A loud groan exploded from Kyle’s throat as his eyes widened even more. He stared, paralyzed with astonishment, as the tip of Caroline’s tongue scribbled a message of love along the length of his enlarging c**k.
“Oh, oh, it’s wonderful,” he gasped. “Please don’t stop.”
The youthful p***s stiffened, rejoicing as the fondling of Caroline’s tongue intensified. She felt the blood throbbing in his c**k-veins, pounding out a primal drumbeat of lust. Slowly it lifted in dancing rhythm, each stiffening lurch rising higher than the previous one. The bulbous tip lengthened, pushing out from the foreskin, its slitted eye blind but lurching
