Look at his balls!” Stacy said, mesmerized by her first image of a real, live and aroused, hunk of man-flesh. Mr. Wilson’s heavy balls were swinging forward and back, as his arousal caused him to put on an impromptu show for the two young girls. He swung his drooping, distended balls, stroked his hard cock, and wiggled his junk. He finally pulled off his shirt, and kicked away his pants and underwear, bearing all for his new adolescent, horny friends. “Think we can get small tits him to cum?” Stacy asked. She getting horny and really wanted to see Chuck’s cock shoot its sperm. “I want to see it shoot,” she said aloud, vocalizing her thoughts. “Me too, that would be so cool! Just like Kevin last night, but we get to see it this time! Let’s ask Mr. Wilson if he’ll do it!” Cindy replied excitedly. She sat down on the chair and pondered. “What shall we write?” “Hmmm, I don’t know…, Jack-off? Cum? Stroke it? 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I’m not going to do that, no matter how much he gives us!” Though honestly, she really wanted to, but didn’t want to admit it. “I know what he means!” Cindy exclaimed, “Here, help me pull these chairs around!” She grabbed her lounge chair and turned it to face Mr. Wilson’s window. Stacy realized what her friend she was doing and grabbed her own chair, putting it close to Cindy’s. “Oh! He needs a little visual help!” she exclaimed, “I can do that!” The two young friends sat down on the lounge chairs, side by side. Their legs were spread wide and their feet were flat upon the wooden deck. They stared up at the window in anticipation. The girls spread their pussy lips for Mr. Wilson, showing off their slick, pink, treasures before rubbing them softly in small, gentle circles. Aroused, Cindy reached over to Stacy’s exposed pussy and began fingering it, and Cindy quickly did the same. 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