Reluctantly, at first.

You consider for a moment, before grabbing your stiff little cock with your thumb and forefinger, and beginning to stroke it. At first you keep your gaze down, but slowly you look up, watching Jim slide his long, thick cock in and out of Ms. Victoria. She let's out a low moan, looking you in the eye.

"That's right. Do you like that, Mr. Little Johnson?" She smiles, you say nothing. "Come on, you can tell me. Do you like stroking that little thing, while a real man fucks me right in front of you?" After a moment, you nod, continuing to rub your tiny cock. She lets out another moan, bracing herself against Jim's thrusting.

"That's a good little boy." She says, her eyes locked on your penis. "Why don't you bring that little thing over here?" You steps forward, allowing her to reach forward and start gently stroking it for you. "That's right. See, little dicks like your aren't entirely useless." She says, before lowering her mouth around it, and closing her lips. She drags upward along your shaft, sucking as she does so, before almost popping off the end.

"Because, you see, if you were back there, I would hardly be able to feel this little thing, and if he were up here, it would be way too much for me to suck. But you're little cock is just right. I can even take it all the way into my mouth without gagging." to emphasize the point, she slides her lips down around your tiny cock once more, bringing you close to the edge as she drags them back up.

"I'm...I'm about to..." you say, and she instantly backs off.

"Nope. You don't get to come before I do, little guy. Hands on your head." You obey standing there with your hands on your head, little cock hard as can be. It sits on the edge for a minute, and it's all you can do to keep your hands off of it. It almost becomes too much.