"A month's salary?"

"Yes," Kathy said. "Anything!"

"A year's salary?" the boy asked, smirking more wickedly.

Kathy hesitated. "How many times will you fuck me for a year's salary?"

"Just once," the boy said.

"Once?"

"One fuck by this eleven-inch prick goes a long way," the boy said. "I'm good at fucking. I do a good job of squirming all over on top of a hot lady with big tits."

Slowly, he eased the entire knob of his cock into the mouth of her cunt. Her pussylips stretched like rubberbands.

"It's so thick!" Kathy gasped. "God, I want it!"

"A year's salary?"

"Yes!" Kathy moaned. "Anything! Anything! Oh, put it in!"

Without wiping the smirk off his face, the cocky teenager forced his prick deeper into her. Half his cock was buried inside her. She writhed, half with pain, half with ecstasy. She didn't think she could take it all.

"More?" the boy asked. "There's about six inches left."

Kathy was gasping, breathing like a woman in labor. She could feel the youth's cock pulsing inside her like a massive, cylindrical heart, twisting inside her like a grinding fist. "More, housekeeper?"

"Go easy!" Kathy whimpered. "Go slow!"

The boy rammed with all his strength, burying all eleven inches of his cock up Kathy's cunt. Her mouth gaped in a silent scream. She saw stars. Far a moment, she almost blacked out. The pain was excruciating, worse than the pain of losing her cherry when she'd been a girl.

"Oh God?" she gasped, her tits heaving, her head twisting from side to side. "I can't take it! I don't think I can take it!"

The boy gnawed on her lips, growled into her mouth, stuck his tongue down her throat, sucked her tongue and drooled spit in her mouth. He bore down on her with all his weight, grinding his cock inside her. "I feel so good inside you, housekeeper! You got such a hot, tight cunt! Man, I ain't never gonna take my cock out of you!"