Three feet of cock- 3

“I have to touch it?”

“You do… Don’t worry, it won’t bite.”

Her hands trembled as they inched closer and closer to his soft manhood. She took a final deep breath of courage, and grabbed.

“Ow ow ow, gently, gently, Shikha. That’s better. Now just lotion it up softly, like you’re washing it in the bath or something. Mmmm, that feels perfect.”

Shikha avoided his gaze, focusing her eyes on the task at hand. His small, soft penis was like clay in her hands as she slowly worked it with lotion. It was almost cute, even… Her breathing got lighter. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad, after all.

It started growing in her hands. Her eyes widened in shock, but she kept going. It started getting harder, too.

“You’re doing great, Shikha.”

“Thanks, David.”

“Alright, now that it’s getting bigger, wrap one hand around it like a water bottle. You can go a little tighter…that’s perfect. Okay, now use one hand to keep it steady, and use your other hand to start stroking it up and down. Ahhhh, yea, just like that…just keep doing that for a while…”