"Farmboy," Jessica muttered. "Or maybe a cowboy." She stretched in her chair, pointing her toes, lengthening her spine, twisting her head sensuously to milk off some of the tension that had surged up in her at the sight of the boy's bare torso.

"I've been waiting a whole year for this," the boy said. "I can't wait any more. We've gotta do it now. Please, Laurie." He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. He pushed off his pants and his briefs together, leaning forward to peel them down his long legs, then hunkering down to untie his shoes.

His heavy balls hung under his crotch like an enormous fist.

"Big, beautiful, hairy nuts!" Jessica mumbled, her words juicy as she began to salivate. "Baby, I'd give almost anything to lick those big bull-nuts. Oh, stud!" She stretched again, not daring to touch her drooling cunt for fear that she'd come immediately – and she didn't want to come yet, not until she'd seen more.

The boy forced his shoes, socks, and his bunched pants and underwear off over his feet as he fell back on his ass. His cock, a thick, meaty cock with a purple head the size of a medium apple, whacked up against his tight abdomen with an audible slap.

"Jesus!" Jessica gasped. "Stud!" Her heart was banging. She could hear the blood gushing in her head. Her viewing chamber felt suddenly like a sauna.

The boy stood up. "Laurie, please get undressed." His cock stood out from his tight loins at a forty-five-degree angle, its bulging shaft veins visible to Jessica. The fat cock pounded the air with heavy throbs. "Please?"

"Turn around, little ding bat!" Jessica said. "You little fool, look at your man! Jesus Christ!" She was ready to jump out of her chair and to pound on the two-way mirror. Imagine! A virgin at her age, and in these liberated times yet. "Jesus Christ, girl, look at what your man's got to offer you! Turn around!"

The girl turned. "Billy, I…" Her eyes got big as quarters. Her blush turned three shades deeper.