But as she stared at Jason Powell's heavily bloated penis she inhaled sharply in surprise. Oh Lord, it's huge! I can't believe he's only fourteen. She thought briefly of her first impression of him as he stood at the doorway of the cabin, and she knew now where that impression had come from. Jason Powell might be emotionally a young boy, but physically – physically, he was every bit as developed as a man twice his age. The lovely black-haired woman found herself wondering how Jason's little teenaged girlfriends managed to take that gigantic solid rod of flesh into their tender inexperienced pussies, and it suddenly dawned on her that she, herself, was going to be asked to do that very thing. But that's impossible! It's got to be too big…

"Listen, Jason," Natalie began again, "I don't know what you think I'm doing, but… but…" Her eyes rested on the lewdly waving cock. "I don't think… that… you understand…"

Jason made it quite clear that he didn't want to understand the beautiful woman's protests. In place of his previously cherubic expression, the boy now had a look of animalistic lust. He reached his trembling fingers down and stroked over the bare flesh of her arms and neck, insinuating his fingertips into the open neckline of her cotton blouse. His body jerked when he felt the gigantic quivering orbs of her lushly firm breasts, and he began to claw at the buttons of the blouse. Natalie squirmed helplessly as she caught sight of the intercom switchboard and remembered that her husband would be looking for this boy if he didn't go back to the nature hike pretty soon. But at the same time, she was enjoying his youthful fervor in undressing her, and she didn't even feel embarrassed when she felt him yank her blouse out of the waistband of the matching shorts.

"Holy shit, Mrs. Jenkins!" the youth panted as he groped behind her back for the hook of her bra. His fingers were surprisingly nimble as he deftly unclasped the sheer white undergarment, whipping it out from underneath her body so he could read the size label in the back. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed. "36-D! Jesus, Mrs. Jenkins, I've never seen a chick with a D-sized tits before! Oh, Jesus, God, fuck!"