She's begging for it...

"Pop my cherry, pop my cherry!" the girl's mantra is crazed, frantic. She's masturbating furiously. "Oh my god, please, please, please pop my cherry!"

You can wrap a hand around her skinny calf with ease, pulling her down to where the table ends. With a hearty effort, you grab the material of her Spandex shorts and, jerking her lower half a foot off the table, rip the shorts straight off her. Her cunt is oozing clear precum, her hand busy playing with herself.

"Isn't my pussy pretty?" she coos, whipping two fingers around her entrance and spreading it open for you to see. "Isn't it pretty?" It is a perfect, narrow, shaved slit, glistening with pussy juice.