Seething with anger, Priscilla left the Raddison Hotel, three men carrying her seven bags to the taxi. There was no point in her staying here to be rejected again by Mark Denning. She was used to getting what she wanted, everything she wanted, when she wanted it, and that little sweet-voiced, big-titted, virgin-bodied DesirЋe Mitchell was not going to get in the way of that for long. Now that Mark was on his way up in the state political system, there was no reason why Priscilla herself shouldn't be able to enjoy that success with him. Let little Dezzy go back where she came from, to Chicago and the university scene, and her big cavernous church with the forty-voice choir and the clanging bells and the old man in his long, silk robes. That was the place for the little bitch.
Oh, how she had wanted Mark's hard, loving cock tonight! And how much he had hurt her in withholding it! Her self-centered existence demanded that she prevail. All her life, her father had made sure that she had got what she wanted, within the sphere of their social group. Mark was now qualified to enter there, more than worthy of the company of the Devereauxs and the high-classed country social scene they built their lives around.
At the private airport, Priscilla's father's plane Cessna was waiting for her. As she boarded, she wracked her brain for thoughts of revenge or some kind of way to manipulate the situation to her advantage, to somehow spoil things for that holier-than-thou DesirЋe Mitchell and turn Mark away from the marriage he seemed to be contemplating with such single-minded intent.
Somehow…
But as soon as the sunlight crept over the windowsill of her bedroom, "little" DesirЋe awoke to her own private hell already, entirely without the help of the vengeful Priscilla Devereaux. At first she hoped that her memories of the young man inside her and the subsequently consummated dog fucking had been a bizarre dream, but a closer examination of her inner thighs and hollows at the back of her knees revealed the animal's dried sperm, and touching the still-swollen labia that had been battered so thoroughly by the German Shepherd's rampant penis. It was beyond belief, yet it had happened. A feral dog's penis had been in her vagina, ramming in and out, filling it with sperm. And, at the time, she had loved it, fallen right in with the dog's rutting, become a wild bitch animal herself. Not only was she repulsed by what had been done to her, she was disgusted at how she had reacted, without any thought of morality or decency.
It was just as Liz had said. Lobo's cock made a woman his slave.
DesirЋe reached for the phone by the bed. She felt sick at heart and she needed to hear Mark's dear voice. She dialed the Raddison and asked to be connected to his room. It took much too long for her sweetheart to answer.
"Darling?" DesirЋe said in a trembling voice.
"Dez?" Mark's tone was solicitous. "Dez? Are you all right?"
She sniffled and felt a tear streak its way past the corner of her mouth. "Uh, yes, darling. I just wanted to hear your voice."
"You miss me that much, baby?" Mark sounded touched.
"Oh, yes, yes I do," she said, silent sobs wracking her breast and causing her bosom to shake. "I miss you so much. Please come home to me."
Mark chuckled. "But Dez, I've only been gone a day. You can hold on a while longer. You lived without me for nineteen years."
DesirЋe touched her trembling lips. "Mark, Mark, I know you're doing something important, but please don't take too long."
"I'm here with your parents, and I promise that when I'm done with what I have to do, I'll be back there by your side so fast you won't believe it. Is that good enough for you, sweetie?"
The darling girl bit her lip and nodded. "I suppose so."
"All right, then, be good. The time will go fast. Why don't you go visit Liz. How's choir practice going?"
"Just fine."
"Keep thinking of me, darling. You know you're my one and only." There was a pause. "Baby, I've got to go. There's another call coming through." The line went dead.
DesirЋe turned over and began to sob.
She cried for a long time, until her eyes were puffy. But now she knew she had to go out and do something that she dreaded. After stripping the sheets from the bed, she took a long time showering, trying to wash away the dregs of the horrible act she had participated in, cupping handfuls of water up into her pleasure-inflamed, abused pussy, trying to rinse away the residue of the dog's semen. She let the water run over her face for a long time, but her eyes were still swollen when she looked in the mirror, so she went to the refrigerator, took out some ice, and applied it directly to her cheeks beneath her dewy blue eyes.
As she left the house to take her car to town, DesirЋe sniffed back her tears. She knew what she had to do. She loved Mark so much. She couldn't allow this awful deed to lie fermenting in her mind. She would have to find Pastor Hemmings, tell him what she had done, and get him to absolve her somehow, to purge her guilt before she saw Mark again. It was the only thing she could do.
The only thing.
Clete Anderson partially staggered into the kitchen of Nancy Purcell's uncle's house shortly after noon. In his disgruntled mind he was well aware of his drunkenness, as well as the dull, throbbing ache at his heavy loins. He had been waiting at the top of the rise for Nancy's relatives to leave before letting himself in. The kitchen door swung toward him and his aggrieved fiancee, Nancy, entered carrying an empty plate and beer-bottle. Clete stared at her in the tightly clinging house dress, revealing the beginning swell of curved white flesh to her smooth young buttocks when she crossed to him. His eyes jerked upward to the wispy little halter that was barely containing her firm, full breasts, and she smiled at him, tossing her chestnut-hair back, the movement causing the youthful, ripe mounds to gently ripple. Her arms went around his neck and she kissed him.
"How'd you get here, Clete?" she said, placing the dish and bottle in the sink. "Hope you don't mind my drinking a beer. I haven't felt right since…" She dropped her eyes and tried not to cry.
"O-One now and then won't hurt you," he said with thickened tongue.
"Are you hungry? Can I get you some lunch… or breakfast?"
He stared at the tempting white columns of her teenage legs, their full roundness of thigh, the satin-like, tapering shapeliness of their youth as they swept downward curvaceously into slender ankles. She was barefooted, her toes glinting with pearlish nail-polish. His red-rimmed eyes razed back upward over her, hungrily dwelling on the curved arch of her ovalled young buttocks inside their skin-tight, contrasting hot pants, and the way they nuzzled tightly into the crotch below her flat teenage belly. The big black man swallowed dryly, his eyes gaping at the naked smooth flesh whitely separating the two black garments, and again as they raised to the lushness of her thrusting, girlish breasts, their tiny pebble-like nipples embossed against the flimsy material hiding them from him.
"Can… can I get you something, Clete?" Nancy repeated, her voice momentarily catching.
Clete licked at his lips, then grinned at her. "You can open this beer, baby," he said, and then when she came close enough, he reached out to encircle his powerful arm around her slender waist.
A little gasp of surprise escaped Nancy as he effortlessly snuggled her against him, his coarse, black chest hair and unshaven face roughly grazing the soft flesh of her left arm, while his big hand spread hotly across her naked midriff. "You're a sweet little girl, baby," he hissed, "and it's time you and I started being like grown-up lovers."
"Oh, Clete," she heard herself say, hardly aware that she was even speaking. The feel of his male closeness and his hot, rough hand on her sensitive exposed skin flashing an unexpected sensation to her brain. "Better let me go if you want this beer opened…"
"To hell with that!" he choked, taking it from her and setting it on the table. "I don't need it as much as I need you, Nancy! Yeah, I need you bad right now, Nancy doll… and you know what I mean, don't you? You've had it… Lobo, I mean, that Goddamned dog! I… I won't hurt you as much as he did, baby! I swear it… I won't hurt you at all!"
Nancy sensed every muscle in her tender young body grow tense! It… it had finally happened… the moment she'd known would come! They were betrothed, after all, and she had wanted the perfect wedding, with her virginity proclaimed by her white bridal gown.
"Pl-Please, Clete… let me open your beer…?"
"Piss on the beer, girl!" he vulgarly replied, holding tightly to her as he stumbled onto his feet, then swept her up bodily inside his strong arms. Her naked legs shifted futilely when he clutched one rounded young breast inside the palm and grasping fingers of his huge hand, the other wrapping around the smooth flesh of her thigh until one long, thick finger brushed at the outlined little slit her snug hot-pants emphasized between her legs. "After two years, I deserve more than that, Nancy… a lot more than that!" He started to walk with her, moving through the house toward his bedroom, she wildly realized, as she squirmed weakly inside the tight grip of his powerful arms and hands. "It ain't as if you've never been fucked before, girl!" he drunkenly blurted, his voice anything but harsh. "I ain't going to hurt you, baby, you know I wouldn't do that! I'm your husband to be."
"Oh God no… Clete… please. What about our white wedding?" Nancy begged, his use of the four-letter work sensually knifing up between her legs with a strange fiery excitement. She had never heard it used before with such definite meaning… in fact, she wasn't certain she'd ever heard it actually spoken! "Please… please don't… think of our future!"
Clete threw her onto his bed and glared drunkenly down at her. "These sheets are white enough for our wedding?" he snarled. "Goddamn, Nancy girl, I need you! Clete needs you right now! I'm not going to hurt you, I said! You got to trust me – and I promise, I'll make it good for you… real good! You got to trust me, baby! You understand, don't you?"
"Oh… oh, Clete… I'm afraid! We shouldn't… you know we shouldn't!" Nancy gasped, an uncontrollable tremor of excitement shaking her voice as she began to cry, tears dampening her teenage cheeks.
Clete dropped down beside her, hungrily clutching her youthful curves tightly against him. He smothered her with his massive body, kissing her face and throat while he raked his huge hands over her, lustfully discovering the firm young curves of her ripe, teenage body as she began to whimper and moan beneath him. "Christ!" he swore, as suddenly she groaned aloud and seemed to melt up against him, her small hands clutching at his back, her tiny, sweet-tasting tongue darting into his mouth!
His own coarsely groaning sounds filled the room as, hungrily, he sucked at her tongue while his fumbling big hands began to pull at the house dress covering her.
"No, don't tear it!" Nancy managed, withdrawing her tongue and pressing her hands against his chest. "I-If you're really going to do it to me… let me take it off! I don't want Uncle George to ask what happened to it."
"Jesus Christ!" Clete choked, finally rolling off of her, the fearful little smile she was offering him about to drive him ape! Then, when she was free to get up, she leaned forward and kissed him on the lips first, abruptly hopping from the bed like an imp, but a more ravishing imp than he'd always thought of her as being. "Listen, my little girl… I'll buy all the Goddamned dresses, or anything else you can come up with! You hear me, baby? You do this for your Clete, empty his balls good, and he'll take care of you! Anything you want, just ask… that's all…!"
Nancy stood beside the bed looking down at him, the excited, frightened smile on her pretty young face unrestrainedly founded on the wildly growing sexual sensations permeating her whole trembling young body. It had to be the beer, she realized, that on top of the sensual awakening that the dog, Lobo, had unleashed within her! She wanted to know, had to know, and yes, she owed him something. She owed him this, she sinfully acquiesced, reaching up behind her back to remove her bra.
"You better take those clothes off now," she whisperingly suggested, as she slowly removed the bra to expose her young, full breasts to him. "You might not get another chance before the wedding, and then, you'll miss the boat."
"Christ… I'll be a… Goddamn!" Clete mumbled, his eyes fixed on the tantalizingly revealed charms of his young fiancee as she slowly, deliberately, he drunkenly reasoned, slipped out of the bra, the full, rounded mounds of her thrusting young breasts presented nakedly to him. He struggled from the bed, never taking his eyes away from her as he pulled at his clothing! He still couldn't believe it, that he was getting her to strip down naked without a screaming struggle. And all the time, she'd been right there for the taking!
Fuck, he was going to flip, all right, he concluded as he watched her wriggle out of her flimsy underwear, tiny nylon panties, his blurred-eyes struggling to focus on the voluptuous curves of her naked teenage body, plus the anxious little smile she was unintentionally taunting him with.
"Well come on, Clete!" Nancy tremulously urged, squirming her nakedness down onto the bed and refusing to acknowledge any of the condemning thoughts that were trying to reach her now desire-inflamed mind. She wanted to know, had to know if it could be the same! Feverish ripples of lewdly rising desire tormented her. She stretched out nakedly on the bed to stare at him shedding his clothes, focusing her young eyes on the final unveiling of his hair-covered loins and gasping hesitantly at the sight!
Dear God! He was massive! His… his black cock… it must be as big as Lobo's! She gaped at it, cringing reflexively at its huge length and thickness! She couldn't take her eyes from the obscene spectacle! His heavy balls hung between his legs like some monster, waggling as he moved nakedly toward the bed to her!
"Don't hurt me… please be gentle, Clete!" she whimpered as he lowered his solid weight down beside her, causing the bed to sag and forcing her to slide against the hot, hairy hardness of his muscular body. "Oh… please?"
Clete took her inside his powerful arms, his breathing coming raspingly from his lungs at the sensorial delight of her tender, yielding nakedness trembling hotly against him, her last pleas unheard. Instead, he smashed his thick tongue between her girlish lips into her warm mouth, his one huge hand raking over the soft, resilient mounds of her young breasts. Greedily, they clutched and kneaded, rolling and pinching their tiny, hardened nipples, raising little gasps to escape her around his thrusting tongue.
Nancy moaned helplessly within the imprisonment of his confining arms. His hot, thick tongue bursting into her mouth, the feel of his long, throbbing penis and hairy loins pressuring against the soft flesh of her hips and thigh; then the eager, unrestrained caresses of his big hand on her sensitive teenage breasts, immediately fired new quickly growing sensations of heated passion to race up between her legs. His coarse hand began grazing down her ribs and side, across her quaking belly, finally reaching the moistened intimacy of her vibrantly flushed vaginal crevice. She tensed, erotically quivering against him as he toyed momentarily in the sparse, silken pubic curls between her legs, then gently with one finger, traced the length of her tightly clenched pussy lips. Downward and back up, his thick finger brushed, gradually easing into the wet, sensitive inner-flesh until it reached her tiny, erect clitoris! He flicked it with the tip of his middle finger and she gasped up into his mouth! He pinched the erect bud and she repeated her shivering gasp! He ran his finger back down through the tingling, liquid flesh to the small opening of her vaginal channel, and while his tongue began to orally fuck into her mouth, he slipped his long, thick middle finger up into the moistened sheath of her excited cuntal passage!
"Oooohhh… ohhhhh Clete!" Nancy moaned chokingly around his plunging tongue.
God! It was going to be everything she had hoped for!
His wonderful hand was setting her right off into space! She couldn't even imagine a moral sense of right or wrong! Ooooohhhh, it was wonderful, she thought wildly as his long, slowly working middle finger began to smoothly slip in and out of her wet, dilated cunt-channel, a new wave of passionate excitement rippling over her naked, teenage flesh.
Abruptly, his pleasure-bringing finger was easing out of her and he began to move bodily downward away from her. "Oh please, Clete… don't stop now!" Nancy disappointedly pleaded.
"Stop…?" he rasped. "Christ, baby, I'm just beginning!"
He moved back up over her, a lustful animalistic grunt escaping him as he began to kiss her young face and throat, shoulders and breasts. Hungrily, he squeezed the full supple mounds to cone-shaped points, ravenously sucking their hardened little nipples into his mouth. While she groaned incessantly, he again moved down over her, burying his face in the soft, easily giving flesh of her smooth young belly. His wet tongue laved hotly into her tiny navel, sweeping hotly over the satin-like surrounding flesh! And then, he was lying down between her full, quavering thighs that he had spread wide apart for himself! He lay flat on his stomach, his mouth only inches above her tight, pink vaginal crevice. He gaped up between her erectly throbbing breasts to see her intensively excited young face looking down at him.
"Oh, Clete… L-lick me there!" she moaned breathlessly.
"Please… please lick it for me!"
Christ, the big lawman thought, his lust-fired brain lecherously reeling at her low guttural pleadings. Shit, he couldn't believe it, his own little fiancee begging him to eat her cunt – finally – not that he wouldn't do it whether she consented or not, but it was her wanting his tongue down between her thighs so bad that made his swollen cock throb and ache beneath him! He ground its long, thick hardness into the give of the mattress and dropped his eyes once more to the intoxicating feast she presented to him. He gaped down at the delicious sight of her youthful loins between her open white thighs so vulnerably exposed to his every whim. The pink dewy flesh of her partially hidden pussy-crevice beneath the wispy soft pubic curls sent a salacious shiver charging up his broad back. He noted where the tight, narrow split started from the base of her flat young belly, slicing erotically downward between her full, rounded thighs to the firm ovals of her white buttocks, the smooth, lush mounds slightly raised and sensuously rotating now, just inches below his hot mouth.
Tense and trembling in her heated desire, Nancy felt the coarse palms of his big hands pressing heatedly against her inner thighs, spreading them even wider apart. Her breathing came raspingly from her chest as she waited in burning anticipation, and then it happened!
"Ohhhhh… darling!" she lurched and groaned as his hot, wet lips closed over the puffy little mound at the base of her hungrily quivering belly. She sensed his damp, taunting kisses along the hair-lined crevice of her electrified cunt, gentle, feverish kisses, until his searing tongue parted her wispy young pubic hair and began to flick snakelike at the sensitively flushed vaginal opening!
Every muscle in Nancy's voluptuous, teenage body uncontrollably reacted to the lustfully inciting licking of her opened cunt lips, while choking moans of delight gurgled passionately up from the depths of her throat. Intense shocks of sensual flame were wildly setting her whole young body aglow. Consciously, then, she smoothed her small hands over the ripe mounds of her palpitating breasts, stroking downward over the smooth skin of her belly, finally bringing them to rest on either side of her feverishly sucking cunt-lips.
She could hear her fiancee's panting gasps and feel his hot breath against her silken pussy-hair. Slowly and deliberately, she spread the fleshy, hair-lined cunt lips open to him with slender fingers, her soft hands grazing his cheeks as he groaned and drew his hot, moistened tongue up through the exposed, sensitive pink flesh.
Clete Anderson's lecherous brain reveled in its lust. He raised his head and gaped down at the ragged, pink-edged lips his young sweetheart held open for him, its wet, jeweled delicacy completely exposed to the ravenous gleam of his eyes. Avidly, he absorbed the loin-throbbing sight, noting particularly that the single sign of her virginity was gone and remembering why. Hot spasms of lascivious desire convulsed through him and again, he ground his aching cock feverishly into the bedding beneath him.
"Goddamn!" he hoarsely cursed.
"Oh please, Clete… don't stop… do it for me? I-It feels so wonderful! Please… lick it… lick it for me with your tongue?" he heard his impassioned fiancee beg in a quivering whisper.
Christ, he didn't know whether he could stand it or not! His cock just might explode in a shower of flesh and blood! He stared at her finger-spread little pussy crevice glistening moistly with its viscid wetness of arousal that he had unleashed inside her. Her tight little cunt mouth was actually twitching as she squirmed her luscious, youthful loins up teasingly at his face as he drank in its soft, fleece lined smoothness! Then suddenly, he dropped his head, plunging the full length of his hot, lecherous tongue deep up into the clutching warm depths of her seething young vaginal passage!
Gasping and writhing, Nancy moaned out her sensual elation. "Oooohhh Goddddd! Y-Yess… yessss! Do it to me! Lick it, dearest Clete! Oooohhhh… it feels so good… so goodddd!"
Clete felt her small hands clutch at his head, her fingers wound tightly in his hair; she groaned and whimpered, forcefully pulling his face into the opened raw flesh of her young, excited cunt. He sensed the toss of her head flailing back and forth as he speared up into the hot, liquid depths of her now ravenously sucking passage. She ground her rounded, curvaceous young hips downward uncontrollably, her buttocks digging into the softness of the mattress, squirming wildly as little animal-like mewlings burst from between her clenched, white teeth. Then, she raised her eager, naked genitals up to him, pressing his face into the thin wet, vertical mouth up between her open thighs, its seething vaginal walls opening and closing in a voracious swallowing of his rhythmically thrusting tongue, pulling at it in a greedy starving-like manner that he could hardly believe!
Fuck, he was going to crack up sure as hell! Never in his life had he ever imagined anything to equal this… or the aching throb of his iron-hard cock! Priscilla Devereaux, that councilor Mark Denning's girlfriend, none of their smooth cunts, he bet, could match the little girl tightness of her hot, wriggling little hole! His own baby Nancy… a fire-filled young hot box… Christ, had the Goddamned dog done this to her? He'd awakened for sexually deprived Clete that luscious little hole up between her legs that he would never give up! And to think this was only the beginning! He couldn't help but imagine all the things he was going to do to her! He'd teach her to suck his cock… if she didn't already know, and he'd fuck her up inside her beautiful, round young asshole! She'd fuck with him from now on, and he'd buy her little things to keep her happy!
He raised his eyes to drunkenly fix on her lust-contorted young face, her head still flailing slowly at a set, rhythmic pace as her fingers clutched tighter in his hair. Christ, she couldn't wait, she was trying to force his mouth tighter to the small, ovalled entrance of her pussy. His big hands moved upward over the smooth, white flatness of her belly to the rounded, firm mounds of her swollen, teenage breasts. Harshly they cupped the fleshy resilience, his fingers teasingly rolling their tiny hardened nipples between them, as he glued his ovalled lips to the intricate, passion-drenched little hole and burningly curled his thick, hot tongue up into her!
She half-wailed, at the same time caressing his cheeks with her tiny hands flitting from his hair to his face and back, her young brain ready to burst in its ecstasy! Suddenly, she felt his hands under the backs of her knees and he was lifting her legs, forcing them up and back until her knees flattened her fire-filled, young breasts. His rough fingers pressed behind them, lifting her now completely vulnerable loins to his hungrily swirling tongue and mouth! It was then that she felt the warm wet contact of the hotly searing tip of it flick against her tightly puckered little anus, licking and probing at the sensitive opening to send unbelievable sensations of crazed, insane desire soaring through her trembling, young body!
Oh God, she was going mad! Even Lobo, as beautiful as he'd been, had not probed the depths that another human could… or had he? God, at that moment, she didn't know! How could she compare? She had to have her sweetheart's cock inside her! Maybe then she'd know… with that long, thick length of hardness filling her belly as Lobo's had!
"Oh… oh Clete… now… please… please do it… climb up between my legs and put it into me," she heard herself beg, whining. "Now… right now…"
The desire-crazed police chief raised his head and stared up at her young, closed-eyed face. "What?" he questioned in a choking voice. "What is it you want, baby? Speak up! Tell your Clete exactly so he'll know how to please you! Tell him, baby… tell him!"
"Oh… take me, Clete! Do it to me with your big thing!" Nancy lewdly gasped, wanting to say it and knowing that was what he wanted to hear! "Yes… oh God… now! Fuck me with your beautiful big, black cock!"
He didn't hesitate. She heard him grunt like an animal as he moved upward over her, his knees pressing against her inner thighs and spreading them wider apart. And then, he hung above her with posted arms, cradled between her spread legs, his long, thick cock hanging down not an inch from her hungrily throbbing young pussy-mouth.
"Reach down and put it in!" he ordered, his breath washing hotly over her. "Come on, do it! Take my cock and put it in your pussy!"
She mewled like a small kitten as her hands reached down to grasp it; then, Clete sensed the quickening of her breathing as her hot, little fingers curled around it.
"O-Oh… Clete… it's huge… bigger than his… Lobo's, I think! I-I'm not sure that I can…! I'm not that big, Clete!"
Clete didn't wait for her to dwell on the subject. He was too filled with his own lust to toy with words. Instead, he bent to kiss her, and at the same time, grasped the length of his cock to tease the tip with up and down motions in the viscid hot flesh, until he was satisfied that her pubic hair was spread and its huge bulbous head was implanted slightly in the tight oval of her small cuntal mouth.
"It might hurt a bit at first, baby, but you just hang-tight! Dig your fingernails into me… anything… and then it'll be fucking good!" he lewdly advised, his use of the forbidden word again inspiring wild sensations inside her.
Had he moved slowly, pressured gently at first into the tight, young split between her legs, there might have been time for her to know the split-second agony of his stretching entry, but he didn't. The big, horny sheriff was too overwhelmed with the raging want of his fired-up sexual need! He had to bury his huge cock inside his girlfriend's young, teenage belly, smother it in the hot, slippery little hole that had left a fresh, sweet-tasting nectar on his lecherous tongue.
"N-Not too fast… please!" she started, her voice increasing into a rising wail as he sent the huge, hot length worming into her with a gushing charge. "Oh… ooohhh!" she cried out helplessly beneath him, gouging her nails into the solid flesh of his arms with the pain as his massive hardness soared deeply up into her tight young belly! "Oh God…! Y-You've torn me open… you have! You have!"
Clete knew different! He laughed because he knew, not meaning to be cruel, but only because he was aware that her tight young cunt would stretch twice as much before it shed a single drop of protesting blood! And as well was he conscious of the fact that she'd shortly be going crazy beneath his long, thickly plunging cock. In the end, they were all alike, young and older… omnivorous, insatiable cunts designed solely to devour up and suck dry the cocks of man!
Had she been able to, Nancy would have fought him, squirmed away or pushed the massive length of his long, heavy rod of hardness from her agonized, cock stuffed pussy-hole, but there was absolutely no respite! She was totally defenseless beneath him, her flailing legs widespread, the tight young core of her loins penetrated to the fullest with his great, throbbing penis. Tears streamed down her cheeks with the expanding pain between her legs as she realized that nothing she could say would stop him! More animal than Lobo, he began to fuck in and out of her, still resting above on his pillar-like arms, his massive loins working lewdly to send his huge, impaling cock deep up into the inhumanely stretched channel of her open young cunt.
She felt his massive, sperm-filled balls smacking flatly up between the wide-spread cheeks of her buttocks, beating down against her tiny naked anus with lewd, rhythmic strokes that seemed to instigate incredible sensations of masochistic delight up her spine. Oh God… she'd hate him as long as she lived! The evil, wicked bastard! He wouldn't hurt her… he had promised he wouldn't… he'd promised…! And now, one big hand was churning the sensitive, soft flesh of her firm right breast as if it were a handful of marshmallows! Squeezing and kneading it brutally… twisting its tiny nipple and sending raging lewdly charged excitement roaring through her wide split loins! Oh God… his cock… his painfully beautiful cock! It was reaming and smashing in a maddening cadence in and out of her cunt, suddenly kindling a fire of friction that could only ignite and explode into overwhelming flame before it was finished!
"Oooohh… oh… God yes…! Fuck it! Fuck me! Give it to me, darling!" she groaned and cried in young wanton lewdness, beginning to lift her cock impaled vagina up higher to meet his lengthy, thick hardness, its blood-inflated head gouging into her hot young belly with breathless pain-pleasure!
Ohhh God, she blindly reasoned, her whole body was coming alive to the brutal fucking he was giving her! Her own… Clete, fucking her hot cunt… playing and taunting her tits… Licking her pussy! Oooohhh… she'd never be the same! She'd fuck him whenever he wanted… and suck his cock as best she could! Anything… anything…! Oooohhh… she was going to… yes, she was going to cum… soon… very soon… cum like a fountain all over his wonderful, beautifully fucking cock buried as deep up inside her…!
Clete realized her closeness and was thankful for it. He was no more than seconds away, himself! The clutching, wet tightness of her almost virginal young cunt was more than he could fight against! Immediately, it'd begun to milk the life from his desperately straining cock, its youthful naivetЋ more than he was yet able to cope with! He could feel the small rhythmic sucking motions at the bloated depths of his balls, the fishlike suction of her grasping vaginal walls hotly and wetly massaging his throbbing cock! Shit… shit he was going to cum…!
"Oooohhhh… nowwww… give it to meeee… pleaseeeee! I… I'm cuumminngggg!" Nancy wailed, throwing her tender, teenage loins up onto his swelling cock, then wrapping her legs wildly up around his driving buttocks to cling tightly to him as with her internal pussy muscles she drew his long, thickly hardened length into the very sanctuary of her burning belly!
Clete sensed the eruption inside her when her desperately clutching body began to wildly convulse beneath him, her hot, tight cunt channel, nibbling and clutching like a scalding, liquid hand around the jerking, blood-engorged flesh of his swollen cock! Gushes of her warm, viscid orgasmic fluids spilled over his heavily aching penis, smoothing the way even more so into her young, heaving belly. It blew up for him then, too! He sensed it, his needle-like stream of hotly racing sperm roaring along the long full length of his pumping hardness… and then it was squirting into her with creamlike jets of mind-shattering lust!
Once more Nancy groaned out her physical ecstasy as the flooding heat of her fiancee's burning white cum spewed endlessly into her now forever stretched cunt and belly, its unending liquid flow filling her womb to the brim. She could feel the huge hardness of his pulsating cock-head deep in the very heart of her, pumping out its wetly cascading sperm, and at that moment, nothing else in the world mattered… only that she milk out from it with her hungrily working vaginal muscles its very last drop…!