LITTLE FILM STARS

BY TOMMY

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.