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I opened the wallet and looked through his stack of cash. It was all one hundreds. There had to be thousands in here. I was only gonna take a couple twenties, but I guess a hundred will do. As I pulled it out, I suddenly heard a door open. As I turned around to look, I seen Mr. Anderson walking out of the master bathroom, in his boxers, with a pissed off look on his face.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” He snapped. “Mr. Anderson.” I said surprised. “I ahh, I was just.” “You were just stealing from me.” he interrupted.

I was caught. I had his wallet in one hand, and a hundred in the other. Suddenly the wondered of my parents finding out, my best friend finding out, and everyone hearing that I was caught stealing went through my mind. I would be such a disappointment, and my friend would hate me.

Tears started welling up in my eyes. “I’m so sorry.” I cried. “I just needed some money for a bathing suit, and I didn’t want to bother anyone by asking. I’ll pay you back. I swear. Please don’t tell anyone.”

He stared at me intently. I could tell he was pissed. His stare slowly traveled up and down my body, checking me out standing before him in just a t shirt and panties, and his face slowly softened, almost into an evil smile.

“I’m not going to tell anyone, and you’re not going to pay me back, but only if you earn it.” He said.

I was slightly confused. Was he gonna make me do chores? Work for him back home? I was prepared to do about anything to get out of this.

“Ok. Whatever it is, I’ll do it.” I replied, wiping the tears out of my eyes.

“Good” he growled. “Now, sit on the bed.”

I obediently did what he said, assuming he was gonna chew me out and tell me never to do it again, but as I sat down I seen something growing in his boxers.

He was getting an erection, and he started walking straight towards me. As soon as he was right in front of me he commanded, “Take it out.”

“I, uhh, I’ve never,” “Take it out.” He interrupted. “Unless you want me to tell everyone what I caught you doing.”

I had no choice. I grabbed the sides of his boxers and pulled them down. As it slid past the head of his dick, it suddenly sprang up and almost hit me in the face. I had never seen one before, but it seemed enormous. It was about as big around as a can of red bull and at least as long, with a enormous head on the end. Not only that, he had two enormous balls that hung down quite a methods. I had no idea what to do with it so I just stared for a few seconds.

“Suck it.” He snapped while staring at me.

Reaching out I grabbed it at the base. It was super hard and started to throb as soon as I touched it. I ran my hand up and down it a couple times, and I noticed a little liquid forming at the tip. I was about to ask about it when he snapped again. “Just put it in your mouth.”

With that I hesitantly opened my mouth and shoved it in. I managed to get my lips a little past the head before I closed them on it and started pulling back. As I did I could feel and taste the liquid from his tip coming out and coating my tongue. It was a bit salty, but not terrible.

As I got to the tip I stopped, tightened my lips, pushed my tongue again the bottom, and drove myself further onto him. I made it only a little further down this time, and repeated the process. As my mouth slid down him, I seen him lean his head back and he growled, “It’s been years since I’ve had a good cock sucking.” As the head reached the back of my mouth I came to a stop. I was about to back off when he grabbed my head and said “Go deeper.” And started pulling my head onto him.

I tried to keep my throat closed, but it was no match for his thrusting hips, and his strong hands pulling my head. His dick pushed straight in. I instantly started gagging, but he just kept going until I felt his balls on my chin. His dick was so big, it was actually stretching my throat, and I couldn’t breathe or even make a sound. He then let me go and I pulled off of him and started coughing and gagging.

I started to catch my breath when he said, “Keep going.” “I can’t.” I responded. “It’s too big. My throat hurts.” “Well, I guess there are other ways to make you earn that money than. Take your clothes off, and get on the bed.” He commanded.

He stepped back to give me some space and stared at me as I took off my top and panties. I felt very exposed standing there naked, and it didn’t help I had an older man standing there staring lustfully at my body.

“Now get on the bed.”

I knew what was about to happen. He was gonna have his way with me, which left feeling very scared and a little curious at the same time. I wasn’t sure how it would feel. Would it hurt or feel good. Would it be fast or would it take a while. I was definitely getting wet thinking about it.

Continues in part 3

NSFW: yes

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