Screw that. You're pretty sure she'll let you fuck her.

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours," you say as the two of you continue to wrestle a bit. You move your hands to lift her skirt up, but this gives her some leverage and she forcefully pushes you off of her onto the floor. While you're struggling to get up, she ogles your crotch.

"A bit undersized, but that's okay," she says. You're so astonished at this casual put-down that you can't think of anything to say. You know you're not very large down there, but you'd always figured yourself to be about average. You'd once measured it at 5 inches erect.

Then she lifts her skirt up and pulls her red panties to the side so you can see her wet, shaved beaver.

"There, you've seen it," she says, smoothing down her skirt and starting to make a move to the door.

"Hey, wait, what about that blowjob?" you say.

She laughs. "Hey, you were the one who wanted a different deal." She looks down at your throbbing crotch though and seems to take pity on you. "All right, I'll give you a hand job instead, but only if you promise to keep your hands to yourself."

You agree, grumbling a bit. (Wasn't she the one who wanted you to "make her" help you out?)

She has you take off your shirt and lie on the bed and lies next to you. She strokes your prick with amazing skill, knowing exactly how to do it. You're astonished to realize that she's better at it than you are and it's not long before you're spurting onto your chest.

"Mmm, nice load." She scoops up a bit of your come on her finger and licks it off. Then she does it again and holds it up to you. "Want a taste?" she says. "It's yummy."