"Touch it!" he gasped excitedly.

"No!"

"I said touch it!" he shouted, grasping her hands and wrapping her fingers around the sinewy pole.

Her little fingers couldn't possibly encompass the girth of the gnarly shaft. She could feel the hot blood surging through the veins throbbing against her fingers. Staring at it with fascination, it throbbed and lurched like a wild animal in her clenched fist. It thrust out from the mat of black hairs that covered his huge scrotum and belly.

Filled with fear and disgust, Jan was nonetheless fascinated by the ever-hardening pole of flesh. The sinewy shaft burned deliciously against her fingers. Clutching the stiff throbbing cock in her hands, Jan felt a strange excitement ripping through her loins.

Unaware of what she was doing, the girl began sliding the thick, rubbery foreskin back and forth over the sinewy pole. She could feel every bump, vein and muscle slide under her hand as she moved the skin up and down his lurching honker.

"Now, suck me off," the man demanded in a low threatening voice.

"What?" she gasped, unable to believe what she'd heard.

"Put it in your mouth," he repeated in a louder voice.

"No," she sobbed, tears running down her face. "I can't! I can't!"

She had heard of this vile act, but had never thought of doing it. In all her married years, Jan's husband had never suggested that she perform this disgusting act, and now this filthy beast was demanding that she suck him.

"Suck!" he demanded in a harsh voice.

"No!" she whimpered. "No! No! No!"