Allow her to go on.

Her hands reach through the open zipper and free your throbbing cock from your underpants. Her eyes no longer concentrate on your face but stare down at her hands. You can hear her gasp softly. "Sir, that's a very impressive cock", she whispers, blushing again. Her delicate hands start to move up and down your shaft, until her right finally grabs your head and massages it deftly. You can't suppress a deep grunt of pleasure, and she smiles. "I am happy that you like this, sir", she says and continues with her handjob.

You cast a quick look around to see if anybody objects, but the light of lanterns and torches it not even that bright to let everybody see what is going on here, and even those who notice don't seem to find anything special about it. "I must tell Mistress about you, Sir", the girl continues talking softly, while tugging your cock. "Maybe she'll ask you to fuck us both." You can feel how your precum has been rubbed all over head and shaft, her hands are gliding over your hard cock with lubed ease. This girl certainly knows what she's doing. From time to time, she gives your head a slight pause, concentrating on your balls, your shaft or even your thighs instead, before you feel one or even both hands return with full vigour.

The task seem to arouse the blonde herself quite a bit, and she's moaning softly, looking up into your eyes longingly, and downwards on your hard cock with lust, while her hands are stroking you. You close your eyes for a moment, and just enjoy the sensation of her expertedly admissioned handjob.

"Please, cum for me, Sir!", you hear her whisper.