"What would you prefer, computer or your?" the old timer asks, a sly grin playing on his lips. The teen brunette, barely legal, licks her lips, her eyes flicking between the screen and the growing bulge in his pants. She chooses the latter, her small hands fumbling with his belt. His cock springs free, thick and veiny, a stark contrast to her delicate fingers. She tentatively takes him into her mouth, her inexperience clear as she struggles to take him deep. He grips her hair, guiding her, teaching her how to pleasure him. She gags, tears streaming down her face, but she doesn't pull away.