"Open wider, Charlotte," GoodFellow said quietly. "Let me give you more... all of me."<br/><br/>GoodFellow's hand to his loin cloth with a tug, " Kiss that boy's cock at your lips Charlotte."<br/><br/>His half hard cock jumped free. He moved up on her. His hand on his long thick shaft brushing along her pussy. Painting her with his precum. His hand on the bed he bent and kissed her belly in silent thanks.  Then he sawed across her fresh new flesh with long strokes as though he played a Cello and his shaft the bow.<br/><br/>"How's that feel, dear Charlotte?" GoodFellow asked between pants.<br/><br/>GoodFellow glanced up for Richard. This girl was ready for her first blow job. And everything else.