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LITTLE FILM STARS 2 (Mf, oral; m/g, pedo)
BY TOMMY
littltommy3000@yahoo.co.uk
[ part 2 ]
The drive to the local college took thirty minutes. In the library, she
sat down at one of the computers, took out a few floppy disks from her
bag and began sending some sample photos to her clients. Nothing like
giving them a taste of what's in store, she thought, grinning. She
quickly checked some of her email addresses, spotting immediately the
important messages disguised as spam. She knew all the codeword by heart
and understood exactly what was written. She sighed. Why did some
clients refuse to use encryption, preferring these old fashioned
methods? Her eyes boggled. What on earth? She quickly converted Euros to
pounds. She couldn't do that to Bobby, surely? It would mean keeping him
for at least a month for the drugs to work. She smiled at the thought of
the young boy having his penis doubled or trebled in size. It certainly
was tempting! The client was offering to send the drugs immediately.
Shaking her head, she immediately sent a negative answer. The money was
good, that was true, but she'd promised herself never to do anything
that left permanent marks or altered the child physically. She grinned
as she imagined Bobby returning home with a seven inch dick!
Some of the other requests were interesting. A pussy whipping for the
girl, genital torture for Bobby, dildos and butt plugs, bondage,
spanking, paddling, caning. The list was endless. Melanie chuckled. She
was going to be busy!
Back home she went to her study and switched on her computer. The kids
must be down in the studio, she thought. The web cams had been set to
take photos every minute in every room so she was able to see where the
children had been. She looked at her watch. Time for work.
She could hear them even before she opened the studio door. Emma was
sitting on a box crying. Bobby was holding the same whip that the girl
had stroked him with. He looked round guiltily as Melanie entered. "He
hurt me!" the small girl whined. She held up her arm. There was a red
mark just above the elbow. "He hit me with the whip and he said he's
going to do it again!" She looked accusingly at Bobby. "You started it!"
the boy shouted back. "You were saying nasty things about me again! You
said…" Melanie raised her hand. "That's enough!" she shouted.
Taking the whip from Bobby, she quickly examined the girl's arm. Nothing
serious. The mark would be gone in an hour or so. She looked at the boy.
Bobby was fidgeting nervously. He knew he was in trouble. Oh please
don't let the girl see his privates again. The lady could spank him, he
didn't mind that, but he didn't want that awful girl poking and prodding
him.
"I'm very disappointed in you Bobby. Emma shouldn't have teased you and
she'll be punished." The girl looked at her in astonishment. "However,
you should not have hit her." She pointed to the old school desk in the
corner of the room where she'd left his school clothes. "Put those on!"
Bobby walked to the desk and quickly pulled his pants off, turning to
hide his privates from the girl. The white underpants and grey shorts
were both as tight as the pants she made him wear and he sighed as the
material slid deeply into his crack. He wiped a tear from his eye. So
she was going to spank him again. He saw the lady moving her cameras.
His hands shook as he did the buttons on the smart white shirt. Why did
she always want to film everything? He swallowed. His mouth was so dry
and he needed to pee badly.
Melanie noticed him fidgeting. "Bobby, if you need to go to the
bathroom, go now!" She smiled as he ran out. "Come on Emma, time to get
you changed." The little girl stood obediently as Melanie removed the
white stockings and girdle. "Are you really going to punish me Miss?"
she asked in a little voice. Melanie tousled her hair. "You teased Bobby
when I told you not to, so I have to punish you." She smiled at the
girl's frightened look. "Don't worry darling, it won't be that bad.
You'll probably enjoy it!" She tickled the girl's tummy and laughed.
Bobby came back and stared at the girl. Why had the lady dressed her up
as well? Emma was wearing a white blouse with an old fashioned black
gymslip on top. He recognised it from an old film he'd seen about a
girls school. The gymslip was clearly too short and her navy blue
knickers were showing. "Doesn't she look smart!" said Melanie, pinning a
badge on the girl's front. Bobby moved closer to have a look. "What does
'Prefect' mean?" he asked, reading the large gold letters. "A prefect is
someone who's in charge when the teacher isn't around." explained
Melanie. "This film is all about a naughty boy who has to be punished
and the little prefect who canes him."
Bobby looked at her in dismay. "B..but Miss, I thought you were just
going to spank me like before. I don't want to have the cane Miss,
please!" He buried his face in his hands and sobbed. Schools hadn't been
allowed to use the cane for over twenty years and he had no idea what it
would feel like. One thing for sure though. It would be painful!
Melanie sighed and gave him a hug. "Don't be a baby. You know very well
you deserve it. Besides, I'm not going to allow Emma to cane you. She
wouldn't be able to use it properly." She kissed him and tidied his
clothes, giving his bottom a playful tap. Anyway, the cane wasn't even a
proper school cane, she thought. It made a great swishing noise and
stung like crazy, but it certainly wouldn't leave huge bruises like the
ones she'd seen when she was at school. She grinned as she remembered
the little window in the boys changing room.
The cameras were ready. "Okay Emma, hold the cane in both hands and bend
it. Lovely. Look at Bobby. Hands by your sides boy! Great. Walk round
him slowly. You're very angry with him. Look at his bottom. Tap it with
the cane, now look straight at him. You're telling him off. Now tap the
front of his shorts and smile." Melanie adjusted one of the cameras.
"Now point to the desk and bend the cane again. Great." She stopped the
cameras for a minute to take photos.
She turned her attention to Bobby. The boy was still crying. "Okay
Bobby, bend over the desk, good, like that. Legs straighter, tummy on
the desk-good. Stick your bottom up more-great. Now just stay like that
for a minute!" In front of the desk was another camera which she focused
on the boy's face. She quickly checked the microphones. The worst part
of the editing, she thought, was the sound. Getting the kids to speak
was a waste of time and for most films she preferred to have background
music. The punishment scenes were a different matter. The sound of the
cane cracking down and the cries of the boy had to be recorded.
"Okay Emma, run your hand over his bottom-good. Now between his
legs-excellent. Tap his bottom with the cane. Bobby move your legs apart
just a bit more-great" She took the cane from the girl. "Now Robby,
you're going to get six strokes over your shorts, six on your underpants
and then six on your bare bottom." The boy started to cry louder. "Miss,
please do I have…" "Be quiet!" ordered Melanie. "You can make as much
noise as you want, but you do not get up! If you don't do exactly as I
say, I'll beat you much, much harder!"
Briefly checking to see the cameras and microphones were all working,
she tapped his shorts. The camera behind was focused on his bum. With
luck, the edited film would make it look as if the little girl was
caning him.
The first stroke landed right in the middle of his bottom. Bobby yelled.
"Oww Miss, owww! It hurts Miss! He sobbed loudly. Melanie shook her
head. It hadn't been that hard! She really had to get him used to being
punished like this! She smiled at Emma, standing back behind the camera.
The girl was flushed, her eyes riveted on the boy's twitching buttocks.
She waited about ten seconds between each stroke. Bobby yelled and
wriggled but managed to stay in position. "See, it wasn't that bad, was
it!" Melanie tapped his sore backside. "You know, at school they used to
do it much harder." She gave the cane back to Emma. "Okay, your turn.
Walk round to the front, that's right. Stroke his head-good. Now run
your hand over his shorts. Stand back and order him up. Stand up Bobby!
In front of him Emma-tell him off more. He hasn't been punished enough.
Pull his shorts down slowly. No Bobby, don't try and stop her! Take them
off-good."
Melanie stopped again for some photos. She kissed Bobby and gave him a
quick hug. "Let's just have a quick look" she said, pulling down the
back of his underpants. "Oh that's nothing!" she exclaimed when she saw
the six pink lines on his bottom. "They'll be gone by tomorrow." She
pulled his pants back up and turned her attention to the front.
"Everything okay here?" she asked, grinning, giving his little bulge a
squeeze. The boy blushed and wiped the tears from his eyes. "Is…is she
really going to take my pants off?" he asked, glancing at the little
girl. Melanie laughed. "Of course she is. It's all part of the film
Bobby." She gazed at the boy's bulge thinking. How best to do this?
They'd have to stop, while she got him hard. She looked at her watch.
"Okay, let's get on with it!" She got the children in position and
started the cameras. "Emma, walk round him slowly telling him off. Now
in front of him. Look down and smile. Tickle his bulge with your
fingers, a bit more-lovely. Now you order him to bend over the desk
again. Yes Bobby, head down more. Stick that bum out-good boy! Emma
stand to the side more. I need some film of you actually using the cane.
Be quiet Bobby! Do as you're told! Right in the middle Emma. Now!" The
boy squealed as Emma whipped the cane down. "Don't make such a fuss
Bobby, that wasn't hard. Again Emma." Melanie focused the camera on the
little girls face. What an expression!
Three strokes later, Melanie took over. The girl hadn't been bad, but
some of the strokes hadn't been quite hard enough. She'd have to play
with the sound later. "Right boy, stay still and straighten your legs
more!" She chuckled. His chubby backside looked incredibly provocative
in the tight underpants. Bobby gripped the edge of the desk and gritted
his teeth. True, overall the pain hadn't been quite as bad as all that,
and the throbbing was bearable. But it was still excruciating for a
second when each stroke landed. Perhaps she'd go easier on him now? He
felt the tears splash onto the old wooden desk lid. He was so thirsty!
He had to pee again too! Perhaps they'd stop after this bit. Perhaps
they'd…."Owwwww!" The first stroke landed, the tip of the cane biting
into skin not protected by his underpants. Bobby gripped the desk even
tighter. He had to stay still. He didn't want that horrible girl to see
him punished even more! By the fourth stroke he didn't know if he could
stay still much longer. "Okay, that's all." He heard the lady say. He
felt her hand slide down his back and gently rub his sore backside.
"Emma already gave you some strokes and we only need six for the film."
"Right children, we're going to have a little break now." She stood
Bobby up and kissed him. "You were great! Let's see how it looks now."
She pulled the back of his pants down again. "Okay, stay still for a few
seconds while I take some photos." Impressive! She might have to touch
up some of the lines before the next scene. No, perhaps not. "Go to the
bathroom both of you." she ordered. "I'll just bring some juice and
biscuits down."
She opened a can of beer for herself and watched them devour the plate
of biscuits. Poor Bobby had been so thirsty. Looking at her watch, she
sighed. Another thirty minutes and she'd start getting their dinner
ready. They must be tired by now. She grinned as she thought about the
rest of the evening. Give them a bath, then perhaps one last film before
bed? Would he be able to do it? If only Bobby wasn't so shy! Suddenly
she had an idea. Emma seemed quite happy to walk around showing off her
privates. Why not Bobby?
"Nearly ready for the last few scenes?" she asked, pulling Bobby to her.
"You do look so nice in those underpants" she continued. Bobby's mouth
was full and he stood obediently while she hugged him. Melanie ran her
finger over his bulge and he flinched. "Now then, for this scene I need
you to have an erection. Could you do that for me darling?" The boy's
face went red. Why did the lady want his willy hard again. He saw Emma
staring at the front of his pants. It wasn't fair! She didn't have
anything between her legs. He closed his eyes. The lady's arm was round
his waist and her fingers were dancing over his underpants. He sighed.
It did feel very nice though! He munched his biscuit and leant against
Melanie while she stroked the outline of his small penis through his
pants. Her fingers went a bit lower and tickled the sides of his balls.
Bobby gasped and crumbs flew out of his mouth. Melanie smiled and kissed
his sweaty little forehead. She knew where his sensitive places were!
Very gently, she slipped her hand down the front of his pants and teased
him till his willy was rock hard. She nudged it a little so it was
sticking out in front of him, then kissed him again. "Okay Bobby, I want
you to keep it sticking up as long as you can."
Activating the cameras again, she placed him in front of the desk.
"Right Emma, bend the cane in your hands and tell him off again. Now
look down at the front of his pants. Open your mouth and look shocked!
Now you're very angry indeed!" Melanie used the camera to follow the
girl's gaze down to where Bobby's erection was pushing out his pants.
"Kneel down, that's right. Now pull them down nice and slowly." She
laughed at the expression of horror on Bobby's face. No need for acting
here! "Good, take them off. Now hold his willy and look at it very
closely." She looked at Bobby's red face. His penis was already starting
to soften.. "Now stand up and tell him off again. Order him back over
the desk. Over you go Bobby-good boy. No, move back a little Bobby and
open your legs more. Bottom up more-more Bobby!" She moved one of the
cameras closer until she was almost touching him. Hand between his legs
Emma-move to the side a bit-good. Feel his balls-tips of your
fingers-great. Now his willy-pull the skin back a little. Oh be quiet
Bobby!" Melanie quickly took some photos and moved back. "Run your
finger down his bottom, now along some of the red lines. Pull his cheeks
apart-show his little bum hole-lovely." She saw the look of disgust on
Emma's face. "Now tap him with the cane-again-a bit higher up-great. Now
give him three hard strokes and count to ten in-between each one."
Bobby started to say something but was interrupted by the cane slashing
down across his buttocks. "Oooowwww!" The boy lifted his head and
screamed. "Miss, please no more Miss-please!" Melanie was pleasantly
surprised. Emma had handled the cane much better this time. She flicked
the boy's bum with the tip of the cane. "Do be quiet you silly boy!" she
ordered in her high pitched voice. Melanie was over the moon. The little
girl was clearly enjoying herself. The next two strokes were not quite
as hard but they still made Bobby shriek and yell. Melanie took the cane
from her. "Calm down Bobby. I'm giving you the last three now. They're
going to be harder than the others so I want you to hold the desk as
tight as you can. Stick your bottom up more-come on-the last three."
Bobby howled as his sore backside received three more strokes. He
pressed his tummy hard onto the desk, feeling the old wood becoming wet
with his tears. At last it was over. Melanie gave the cane back to Emma
and filmed the boy's buttocks up close, its lily white skin now criss
crossed with nasty red lines.
"Stand up Bobby. Yes, rub it better-that's right. I know it's sore. He's
been brave hasn't he Emma? Go up to him and give him a little kiss for
being so brave. Put your hand down and feel his bits. Soft again? Hold
his willy tightly. Look down and smile-excellent."
Melanie sighed and wiped her brow. That would keep two of her clients
happy, very happy indeed. There was one however who'd asked for
something more. Did they have time? She gave Bobby a minute to recover.
The poor boy had been through a lot. She suddenly saw that Emma was
still holding his willy tightly. "Okay Emma, you can let go now. Don't
worry, you'll be able to play with it again." She bent down and
whispered something. The little girl looked puzzled for a second, then
grinned and nodded her head. "Okay Bobby, almost finished now." She
wiped the tears from his cheeks and kissed him. "Emma's going to make
you do something now and you have to obey her if you want to avoid
another beating. Will you be good and do what she says?" Bobby nodded,
wiping his nose with the sleeve of his jumper. Anything to avoid the
cane. He felt his buttocks again and rubbed a particularly sore spot.
The cameras were on. "Right Emma, put the cane on the desk. Order him to
kneel in front of you-good boy Bobby. Pull your gymslip up to your tummy
and tell him what he has to do. Open your legs a bit more. Yes Bobby,
put your face close to her knickers-good. Kiss her knickers
everywhere-all over, that's right. Little kisses-keep going." Melanie
moved closer. The look on Emma's face was incredible. She was loving
every second. "Good girl, now you know what he has to do?" The girl
looked down. "Take my knickers down boy-now!" Bobby was momentarily
taken aback but didn't want to risk finding himself back over the desk.
His hands shaking, he slowly peeled down her blue knickers exposing her
little pussy.
Melanie crouched down with her camera. "Kiss her private part Bobby-all
over!" Bobby gazed with interest at the little girls pubic area. He knew
she had a hole there that was hidden inside. He looked up at Emma and
she ran her fingers through his hair. He held her legs and started to
kiss her as Melanie had ordered. He felt the girl tense, then relax.
"With your tongue now Bobby. Stick it between her pussy lips!" The boy
felt his willy starting to stiffen. Melanie noticed and smiled. "Deeper
Bobby-that's better. Stick your tongue as far as you can!"
Emma was holding the boys head tightly, breathing heavily. She gazed
down at what he was doing. This was an amazing feeling. She pushed
herself forward. Melanie saw her eyes close. "Faster now Bobby. Lick
that little hard thing at the top-fast as you can!" Emma appeared to
tense for a few seconds before standing up straighter and clenching her
buttocks. Her breath was coming in short gasps and she squealed loudly
and pushed Bobby's head between her legs as hard as she could. It was
over. Melanie hugged her while Bobby looked at them in surprise. The
girl looked dazed for a few seconds, then smiled at Melanie. "Get up
Bobby" she ordered gently. He rose from the floor and stood in front of
her. "I think that it will be your turn next!" said Melanie, giving the
boy a hug. "I bet you're hungry by now, aren't you?" Bobby nodded. He
did feel hungry. He also wanted to put his shorts back on. Melanie
ordered Emma to remove her gymslip, leaving only her white blouse and
then took them both upstairs. She paused briefly to take Bobby's sweater
off. It was far too warm for that. The boy grasped at her sleeve, a note
of panic in his voice. "Can I put my shorts back on Miss?" Melanie took
his hand and led him up the stairs. "Not just now Bobby. I think you can
stay like Emma for a while
Dinner was a trifle simpler than she'd anticipated. Nevertheless, the
children eat almost everything. She laughed at Bobby's obvious
discomfort in being naked from the waist down. Although they'd seen
everything he had to offer, he still attempted to cover his private
parts with his hands wherever possible.
After they'd eaten, she went to run the bath. "Has everyone had enough?"
she asked, clearing the plates away. "Some more ice-cream Bobby?" The
boy shook his head. "No thank you Miss." Melanie smiled warmly at him.
He really was a polite little thing. "Well then, I think it's time for
your bath." She took them to the bathroom and checked the water. Bobby
looked around him, one hand still covering his privates. "Who's going
first Miss, me or Emma?" She laughed. "Oh I'm not wasting any more time.
It's a huge bath so you're going in together." The boy looked at her in
dismay. "But Miss, I don't want to…" Melanie picked up a few bubbles and
put them on Emma's nose, laughing. "Don't be silly Bobby. I don't have
time for arguments. I want you to go to the toilet next door first.
Don't take all day!"
A few minutes later she had them both in the bath. Emma was totally at
ease and played with the bubbles while Melanie started to wash them.
"Stand up darling!" she said, turning the girl to her. "Never forget the
important places!" she whispered, smiling. Her soapy hand caressed the
girl's pussy. "You as well Bobby, stand up!" Bobby obeyed, both hands
held firmly in front of him. He looked at what she was doing to Emma.
She wouldn't wash him there surely! He was old enough to do it himself.
Especially not in front of the girl. She couldn't!
"Oh do put your hands down Bobby!" exclaimed Melanie, moving them away
from his groin. "How on earth can I wash your genitals if you're always
hiding them?" Bobby gasped as her soapy hand fondled his small
testicles. "M..Miss, I'm old enough to wash myself there, really Miss, I
can…" Melanie laughed. "Don't be silly Bobby. You're only ten years
old." She examined his little penis carefully and soaped the end. Bobby
jumped and it slid out of her grasp. "Sensitive there isn't it." she
said smiling. Gripping it between her fingers, she slid his foreskin
back . "The problem with young boys is they don't wash themselves
properly." She saw the boy was close to tears. "Tell you what. I think
it would be a good idea for you to wash each others private parts. Your
hands are smaller than mine." She took Bobby's hand and soaped it well.
"Emma darling, can you open your legs a little wider-lovely." The girl
watched fascinated as Melanie put the boy's hand on her pussy. "There
you are Bobby, clean it all over, the middle as well, in deeper-that's
right. Let your fingers slide in as far as they can-nice and gently."
The boy obeyed clearly relieved at having attention diverted away from
his own genitals. He poked his finger deeper. Emma suddenly flinched.
"That's deep enough now Bobby" said Melanie, gently holding his wrist.
"Just let your fingers wriggle around while you wash her." She looked at
the rapturous expression on the girl's face and felt a bit jealous.
Never mind, plenty of time for that later. She gazed at Bobby and
sighed. It would be a nice change having a little boy to play with in
bed. The girls had been cute, yes, but this would be the first time
she'd had a boy to do all those things to her she liked so much. She
smiled. After all every job had its perks!
"Okay Bobby, I think she's clean enough now." Emma looked disappointed
as Melanie removed his hand from her pussy and rinsed it with water. She
didn't want the girl coming again so soon. Bobby reddened as he realised
what she intended to do. "P..please Miss, I don't…" Melanie ignored him,
guiding Emma's hands so one cradled his scrotum, the other his small
willy. "Careful with his balls!" she reminded the little girl. "If you
squeeze them gently you can feel the two testicles inside." Emma
examined them. "Why do boys have balls under their willies?" she asked
quite innocently. Melanie laughed. She had never believed in dodging the
truth. "The balls are there for making sperm" she explained, poking
Bobby's left testicle. "But they won't do that until he's at least
twelve." She stroked the tip of his penis. "When he wants to make a baby
with a girl, his willy goes hard and he puts it inside her pussy. They
bounce up and down a bit and have fun till he has an orgasm-a bit like
the nice feeling you had earlier when he licked you inside, but even
better. The sperm shoots out into the girl and if she's old enough, the
sperm finds a little egg and makes it grow into a baby." She looked at
the children and laughed. Bobby and Emma were gazing at her, their
mouths wide open. "Does the sperm come out of here?" asked Emma,
pointing to the hole at the tip. "Yes, that's right. It's a white creamy
liquid that comes out very fast." explained Melanie. Emma looked
puzzled. "So can Bobby have an orgasism like me if he wants?" Melanie
laughed. "An orgasm! Yes he can but he hasn't yet." She watched Emma
start to rub his soapy penis. She looked at Bobby and kissed him.
"Tonight's going to be very special for Bobby!"
Having finished with the children's genitalia, Melanie made them turn
around and bend over while she washed their bottoms. "This is going to
feel very uncomfortable at first" she explained. "I have to wash inside
your bottom. It only feels awful if you don't relax." She soaped around
their anuses and started to stick her fingers inside. Bobby appeared to
make an effort to relax, but Emma started to whimper. "Okay baby, just
relax all your bottom muscles. Pretend you're asleep!" She pushed her
finger deeper into Bobby and smiled as she saw his penis twitch and
start to stiffen. "Good boy!" she said, wiggling her finger about.
"Tomorrow we'll have a much closer look."
She took them out and dried them with big soft towels before taking
their hands and leading them naked down to the large Lolita studio. "Go
and put your nice sexy clothes on" she said to Emma, pushing her gently
to the chest where she'd put the girl's white stocking and girdle. She
lifted Bobby onto the bed and produced some leather straps and red
ropes. The boy started to cry. He looked at the ropes. "Please Miss,
don't tie me up again. I'm scared Miss. Don't do it again, please, I…"
Melanie hugged him and kissed him gently. "Oh Bobby, it's late at night
and you should be asleep. I'm not going to hurt you-promise!" She
stroked his small willy. "Before you go to bed, I want you to have that
nice tickly feeling in you willy, but this time I won't stop!" She
kissed him again and then tied a soft blindfold over his eyes. She lay
him spread-eagled on the bed and secured his hands and ankles to the
four corners, all the while soothing him and stroking his tummy and legs.
The cameras were ready, arranged around the bed and a few on high
tripods pointing down. She spent some time ensuring the boy was
comfortable, stroking his cheek, then tickling him between the legs.
Slipping a cushion under his bottom, she beckoned Emma over. "He can't
see you" she whispered, pointing to the blindfold. The little girl
looked so incredibly sexy, her pussy and cute bottom on show. "Start
kissing him all over, very slowly, but don't go near his privates till I
tell you!" Melanie started the cameras.
Five minutes later, she ordered the girl to straddle Bobby's head and
lower herself so she could kiss his tummy. The boy was relaxed now,
Emma's soft kisses were working. Melanie made the girl lower herself
more till her pussy was directly over his mouth. He felt it brush his
lips and explored it with his tongue. He obviously recognised it and his
tongue was soon darting in and out. Following Melanie's whispered
orders, the little girl kissed him lower down. Bobby's small willy
started to rise-much to Melanie's amusement. She quickly slipped a few
pillows under Bobby's head so he could continue his tasting session
while Emma moved lower. Emma placed her fingers lightly around his
balls. The boy gasped and his whole body jerked as he became desperate
for further attention. His penis was now sticking straight up and seemed
to be begging for something. Melanie whispered and the girl teased the
tip with her tongue. Bobby moaned and tried to lift his hips up. She
teased him like this for a minute before finally taking him in her
mouth. Bobby's breathing grew faster and Melanie quickly moved the
camera closer. He opened his mouth wider and felt Emma's pussy press
down on his mouth. The tickly feeling was getting so strong. He always
stopped at this point. But he couldn't stop now. The girl's mouth and
fingers were making the tickle feeling even stronger. He felt something
inside his bottom throbbing. It seemed to merge with the tickling in his
willy and balls. The tickling was too much. He was exploding. His legs
trembled uncontrollably as his very first orgasm wracked his body.
Melanie saw him shake and quickly ordered Emma to stop sucking him and
just rub his willy with two fingers and tickle his balls faster. She
held one of the cameras only inches from his little throbbing penis and
almost cheered as she caught a few drops of his preteen cum actually
shooting out. Obviously, his prostate had already started producing the
clear liquid that one day would be mixed with his sperm. Obeying
Melanie's whispers, the girl licked the glistening drops from his penis.
Bobby squealed as her tongue tickled his glans, now extremely sensitive.
He felt the ropes being untied and the straps removed. Someone kissed
him. Curling up into a ball, he stuck his thumb in his mouth. He was
asleep in five seconds.
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