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Making Her Hot Early

... to hold back. Abby returned to the bottom of his pale shaft and repeated the action, this time moving her lips up and over the tip of his head and descending about an inch down his shaft. Michael began to pant in shallow little breaths. Meanwhile, I was rock hard and could feel the precum pressing out of my cock-head into my boxers. I kept my eyes locked on Abby's mouth as it gripped the upper portion of the boys stiff prick. Slowly, she began to move her mouth up and down his rod, gradually descending lower and lower down his length. I wished like hell I was on the receiving end of this - the taboo notion of such a young little hottie giving me head combined with the fact it had been so long for me - and I can't imagine I would be able to last too long...I knew there was no way Michael was going to keep from blowing any second. I just wondered if Abby would indeed let the boy shoot his seed into her young, warm mouth. Suddenly, I realized I was going to get my answer as Michael's breaths got deeper and more accelerated; and he began to lean his head sharply forward as his stomach muscles tightly contracted. The boy began to emit whispery little moans with each exhale. Abby had to know the boy was going to cum...but I'll be damned if she didn't increase the pace of the downward, jerky thrusts of her mouth on his throbbing little prick. I saw Michael's ass and leg muscles suddenly contract, causing him to lift a couple of inches off the seat; though his ability to thrust ...

... was limited given the position of his body as it lay somewhat diagonally across with his hands tied above his head. Then, boys quiet moans were quickly replaced with guttural grunts and whines as his hips began to jerk. "Uhhhhhhhh!! Uhhhhhhh!!!! Mmmmmmmmphhh!!", he began to grunt as he pressed his head back against the window and slammed his eyes shut. I quickly glanced down to Abby, who had ceased all movement on Michael's cock, yet continued to have most of his length in her mouth. I knew the boy must've been emptying spurt after spurt of hot kid-seed into her warm, moist mouth. Still, she held her position until Michael's climax began to subside; his young body relaxing back down onto the cloth seat and his pants beginning to transition into long, deep breaths. I could almost see his heart beating through his chest. Abby, meanwhile, looked like she wasn't quite sure what to do. Slowly, she began to slide her closed lips up his shaft. I could tell she was trying to keep his fluids from going down her throat. I quickly grabbed the towel from the bag in the passenger floorboard and reached back, offering it to her. The cute little blonde got the hint and pressed the towel into her face where she undoubtedly spit the young boy's ejaculate into it before squeezing it off her mouth as if she was removing a wad of chewing gum. I directed her to just lay the towel in the seat beside them, then looked down at Michael, who had opened his eyes as he lay there basking in a state of ...