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Thrash Maxim pulled his monster truck into his garage because it was raining and he didn't want to get wet.
"Dammit," grated Thrash Maxim, as the roof of his monster truck scraped along the garage door. His truck was too goddamn big for the goddamn garage, goddammit. The squealing appeal of sheet metal grinding against sheet metal was ignored by Thrash as he pushed on the pedal that made the truck go faster, pushing the pulsating machine into the unwilling garage, which was just seventeen years old.
The babysitter came rushing in, because of the noise she heard.
"Are you okay, Mr. Maxim?" she asked with concern, her blonde hair shining in the spotlight that Thrash used to blind deer when he was hunting. Her really big tits strained against her Catholic school uniform, and Thrash could see that her blue eyes stared admiringly at the muscular muscles in his biceps as he throwed down the rope ladder so she could get in the truck.
"I'm going to take you home now," growled Thrash, admiring her perfect DD 38-24-36 body and 10-7-5 legs and size 5 and 3/4 head as she got in the car. A button popped on her uniform blouse.
"But what about your kids?" she asked with concern, her blonde hair hanging in her eyes as she hungrily stared at his package.
"They'll be fine," grunted Thrash, his powerful and demanding presence impressing the young girl, who had just turned 18 the second after he pulled into the seventeen year old garage.
They drove for a while and the girl talked about something, homework or some shit, and how she hoped she could impress the captain of the football team on their big date, but she was sure she wouldn't know how because she was very inexperienced with what boys wanted her to do, but again she reiterated that she sured hoped she could please him in some way so that he would ask her out again, maybe to the prom.
"What you need to do," Thrash said with his deep voice, "Is learn to suck cock real good."
"Okay, but how?" she asked with concern.
Thrash Maxim unzipped his fly and put the truck in third gear so that she have more room to work on his enormous tool. The babysitter gawked at the size, which was much larger than any she'd seen, especially since she was a virgin. Measuring it, she noted that it was exactly eleven inches long and a full six inches in circumference. She tried to calculate the diameter, but was having problems remembering the formula as Thrash pushed it past her cherry red lips and knocked her tonsils around vigorously with his man meat tool poker thing.
"That's it you damn teenager, suck that cock," grimaced Thrash as the virgin gave his totem pole a tongue job.
"Hmm sish serkum hmmphm-" she said with concern, as he put his hand on the back of her blonde hair and showed her how to bob up and down on his giant member.
"That's right baby, six inches circumference," Thrash replied. "Oooh. Oooh. Oooh. Oooh yeah. I'm going to blow my load right in your virgin mouth."
Thrash blew his load right in her virgin mouth.
