Sucking up

Paul could scarcely imagine what was going through Jenna's mind -- if only because Jenna was not really keeping track herself. There was something about the sheer raw masculinity of Paul's hypnotically humongous erection which was arousing a savage exciting depth of sexual desire she had never known before.

Mrs. Hunter noticed none of that. Instead, she quickly and angrily got dressed. "Thank you, Jenna," she said evenly. "I'll go out to meet him. Paul, you can't go around like that, you've got to get rid of that right now, before you leave here."

Mrs. Hunter left, and Paul sheepishly told Jenna "I'd better get rid of this."

Jenna stared as he began to stroke himself off. As she stared, she felt her inner mouth grow slick with saliva. She allowed it to drool out slightly over her lower lip, then slathered it all over her lips with her long tongue -- and then she began to understand the destiny for which her boyfriend Norwood had accidentally prepared her.

"Paul?" she ventured timidly. "I think I can help. I know we don't really know each other, we've never really met before, but -- I think I'd really love to suck your cock."