"Wait!" Melanie suddenly interjected, her mocha cock rock hard and oozing pre out of its absurdly long foreskin. She blushed red as a beet as all heads snapped in her direction. Even against her dark skin, the redness was obvious.
"Yeah, Mel?" Sarah asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I... I guess it wouldn't count against anything if I just... stroked you?" The black girl's face turned red again and she buried her head in her hands.
"You mean a handjob?" Charlotte asked.
"Please don't call it that!" Melanie pleaded. "You make it sound so... dirty." She bit her lip.
"There's nothing dirty about sexual expression, you know," Phoebe remarked, playing with her jumbo balls as she spoke.
"There is when it's you having it, Granola," Michelle chuckled. "You don't bathe."
"Hey, sweat's natural, too," Phoebe said, brushing a long strand of red hair out of her pale, freckled face. "I prefer to think of that smell as my enticing animal musk."
"I happen to agree, Pheebs," Sarah smiled, inhaling.
"My point is that you shouldn't feel bad about wanting to take part in a natural and beautiful part of being alive, Mel," said Phoebe.
"It's just that my faith teaches that there are rules about when to have it and how to do it," Melanie maintained. "I'm still trying to figure out how to be part of this club while honoring that. Until then, all I can really do is jerk girls off. Oh, and maybe oral without swallowing. Sound fair?"
"Deal," Michelle smiled. "Maybe you'll be ready to come out of your shell later. Now you should get to work on softening Sarah up."
Sarah settled onto a chair and spread her legs, baring her boner to Melanie. Melanie knelt down and experimentally gripped the shaft. She ran her other hand through Sarah's ample thigh hair, loving its soft texture. Her hand strayed up Sarah's shaft. The black girl's fingers brushed over the exposed tip, which caused Sarah to twitch violently.
"Oy gevalt!" Sarah screamed. "Too much, Mel! Too fucking much!"
Melanie smiled sheepishly and moved her fingers down to the folds of Sarah's peeled-back foreskin. Melanie tightly gripped the foreskin and began sliding it back and forth over the pre-leaking glans. The slick pre coated Melanie's coffee-colored fingers, speeding them along as she glided them back and forth over Sarah's wood. The floppy foreskin slipped on and off of its tip as Melanie worked, the sensation of its motion making Sarah groan with arousal. As she stroked, Melanie slid the fingers of her other hand into Sarah's pussy for some extra stimulation. Judging by the sounds she was making, Sarah was quite appreciative.
Sarah suddenly began twitching again. Her moaning grew louder as her cock began to pulse and throb beneath Melanie's grip. Melanie could sense what was happening and stepped back to let Sarah cum in peace. Sarah screamed at the top of her lungs as geysers of thick cum erupted from her dick and splattered against the boxes on the shelf opposite her. She arched her back and curled her toes as her twitching dong continued to fire shots of jizz into the air.
Once the last dribble of cum had finished leaking out of her, Sarah's dick was completely soft. Her tip had retreated back into her foreskin, her loose overhang dangling limply around it.
"Perfect!" Michelle grinned as she picked the bottle of Phimosis Ointment back up. "You're flaccid again. That means I can get to work getting your pucker to actually pucker."
"Go full steam ahead, 'Chelle!" Sarah cheered. "I am SO sick of being baggy!"