The truth was, she was starting to think about fucking Hughes too!

"I'm sorry if I offended you, Rachel," Hughes said politely.

"That's all right, Mr. Hughes," Rachel sighed. "I'm used to it, believe me. Now open wide, please."

Hushes let his head drop back and opened his mouth wide.

Hmmmm, Rachel thought, no tobacco stains. She probed his gums with the claw tool.

"I guess you've stopped smoking."

Hughes didn't answer. Rachel started working on his teeth, carefully wedging the tiny claw tool under his gums. After a few minutes, however, her rapidly moistening pussy got the better of her – she snuck a peak at his crotch.

"Oh, Mr. Hughes!"

Hughes smiled devilishly, closing his mouth and making it impossible for Rachel to continue. The busty teen felt her cheeks getting red. She fidgeted nervously, and found herself staring longer at his dick.

He had a simply outrageous hard-on. She'd given plenty of guys boners in the past, but this was a forty year-old man, and there was something especially exciting and obscene about the way his obviously long, stiff cock was throbbing in his dress slacks.

"I can see what you're looking at, Rachel," Hughes smiled. "Its a real big one, isn't it?"

"I… I… I don't think you should talk to me that way, Mr. Hughes."

"I just can't help it." Hughes shrugged. Then he shocked her again, reaching for his zipper. "Would you like to see it? Maybe then you'll see how horny you make me!"

"Mr. Hughes, please!"

"I think that means yes!"

Hughes winked at her, and then the bold businessman undid his belt buckle and pulled down his zipper.

Tell him to stop, Rachel told herself. But she didn't. Instead she just stood there and watched, her pussy getting warmer and juicier. Her eyes bulged in amazement as Hughes reached into his pants and pulled out an absolutely enormous, naked cock.