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“Are you ready to meet him?” D asked when he walked out of the bathroom. I was sitting at the end of the bed with a smile. He’d told me his penis was smaller than average but still decent. My shoulders bobbed up and down with my excitement. He grinned, but there was a nervousness to his hands when he pushed down his pants.
D was wearing pink, bikini cut panties, and the outline of his cute little hard-on stretched against the fabric. There was a small darkened spot near the head where his little penis had been drooling, waiting to meet me. “Awe,” I cooed and reached out to rub the crotch of his panties. “You were right. He isn’t big enough for me.”
Cute Little Four Incher
“Francie,” D gasped. His little four-incher pulsed against the fabric, hearing how disappointed I was in his size. “Are you going to tell him how much bigger you like?” I scooted even closer and looped my fingers into the waistband of his panties. Right at the hips and shifted the fabric from left to right in slow movements.
The soft panties stroked over his little head, and I cooed, leaning in to speak directly to the little guy. “I prefer cocks that are twice your size,” I whispered barely loud enough for D to hear. Then I peeled the fabric down, letting the elastic waistband bunch just under his balls. I gently pinched my fingers around D’s cute little four-incher and stroked slowly. “I like eight-inch cocks, and you’re not even close to that.”
As I stroked, he leaked even more, and D’s hips rocked forward. I smiled up at D and tickled my fingers under his head. Trying to coax his little guy to grow. “Can you get bigger for me? Can you grow another quarter of an inch?” D grunted, and I knew he wouldn’t be able to hold his load for any further teasing. I giggled and stroked his cum out of his cute little penis. The powerful shots surprised me and I ohhed and ahhed as it spat all over my hand and thighs. “Look at that little guy go!”
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