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http://www.incesttabooo.com/intruder.html
The Intruder
Part 5
Jessie watched, wringing her hands a little as she saw Jones force
more and more of his thick cock meat down into the groaning girl's
anus. He draped his body over the brunette and thrust hard.
Caitlin gasped in pain as the full length of his prong rammed up
into her asshole.
Like Jessie, she'd never been sodomised before, but after the
horrible events of the day there was nothing that could disgust her
any more. She lay there and let him spear her asshole, just hoping
he would quickly finish. She clenched her teeth against the pain,
pressing her face into the pillow as Jones pounded his cock up and
down her rectum.
She didn't realize that, like Jessie, she had become tamed,
unresisting, not thinking about anything but freedom from pain,
willing to undergo anything so long as it would keep her from being
whipped or beaten. She didn't even think of protesting as Jones
reamed her as hard as he could, then spurted his wad down into her
ass.
She was happy to feel it shooting into her. After all, she'd been
pumped full of horse semen. At least this was only a bit, and
human, if she could call Jones human, and it meant he was finished
with her.
"Thank me for the cum," he said as he slipped his ass out from
between her buttocks.
"Thank you for the cum," she whispered.
"Any time, slut," he laughed, slapping her ass. He swaggered out of
the room and Jessie rushed over to comfort her. The blonde girl got
into the bed with her and the two hugged each other tightly.
"He's so mean," she whined.
"He's... he's a cocksucker," Caitlin groaned, gazing down at her
bruised and battered flesh. She slid her hand back behind her and
rubbed her sore ass, wincing at the sharp stinging that remained in
her reamed out asshole.
"That disgusting, filthy pervert," she groaned.
"Isn't it awful being fucked in the ass?" Jessie sighed in
agreement.
"Jessie... we have to get that fucking tape from him."
"What?"
"The tape! The tape of us... of us... you know... doing things."
"Oh that." Jessie blushed in remembrance.
"Can you imagine if anyone we know sees it!"
"But it wasn't our fault!" Jessie protested.
"That doesn't matter! Jesus Christ can you imagine if Mom and Dad
see it? We can't even call the police in case they catch him and
see the tape. What if they show it to everyone?"
"They wouldn't do that. Would they?"
"They're men aren't they? I bet they'd all have a good long look at
it. And they'd all show their friends and maybe make copies."
"I don't want to call the police anyway. I mean, we can't tell them
what happened... the things we did, you know."
""What are we going to do, damn it? We can't let him keep doing
this to us! We have to get the tape and get away somehow."
"What if he stays here and waits for us?"
"He wouldn't do that."
"But he's crazy! Who knows what he'd do?"
"Maybe you're right," Caitlin sighed. She squeezed her asshole
again.
"It sure hurts being fucked in the ass," she complained.
"It'll feel better soon."
"Where did he get all that horse sperm anyway? Shit. I've never
felt so nauseated in my life."
"He ordered it from the farmers depot. And he used our credit
cards, the bastard."
"We have to kill him, Jessie. We'll just kill him and dump his body
in the septic tank or something."
"How? He's got the gun."
"Where? Lots of times he's naked and I don't see the gun anywhere.
If we could just get it then and shoot him..." Caitlin growled.
"I don't know. I've never shot anybody before."
"Well neither have I you idiot! I don't intend to wait for him to
decide to kill us though."
"Do you think he will?"
"I don't know. Either way he's going to rape us in the cunt and
asshole and make us suck each other off and do all sorts of other
disgusting things to us. I don't want to swallow any more horse
sperm and I don't want to lick your pussy again!"
"Well I don't like licking your pussy either!"
"I wasn't blaming you, Jessie. Anyway, licking your pussy and
sucking your tits is the least disgusting thing he's made me do. I
don't mind that so much as his filthy cock."
"I don't really mind it either, I mean, not like getting beat on or
raped up the ass. Actually it's the first time I ever licked a
pussy before. It was kind of... I don't know... kind of
interesting."
"Interesting? You thought it was interesting. God you're a dumb
slut!"
"I am not! I didn't mean, well, It's just something I've thought of
before and, well, It was kind of... not that bad a thing."
"Well if we get out of this mess you can lick my pussy all you want
to." Caitlin scowled.
"I didn't mean that!" Jessie flushed.
"Shit, my pussy hurts like hell, too," Caitlin groaned, rubbing it
softly.
"I'm sorry about that," Jessie said, contritely. "I didn't want to
whip your pussy at all but he made me."
"Well you didn't have to whip so hard."
"Is it really sore?"
"Yes! So are my titties. God." She rubbed her titties.
"I'm sorry," Jessie said. She too gazed down at the wounded mammary
meat. She reached down and stroked Caitlin's right breast, feeling
for welts or swellings on the soft flesh. Her fingers slid over the
slightly discolored flesh without finding any bumps or swelling.
"Want me to kiss it and make it better?" she grinned.
"Don't be such a slut, Jessie," Caitlin moaned.
"Well, it couldn't hurt." She bent and slid her tongue softly up
and down Caitlin's rounded mammary melon. Caitlin started to push
her away but the other girl's soft tongue did feel kind of good as
it stroked across her silky flesh.
She rolled back on her back and did nothing as Jessie slid her
tongue up and down and all around the rounded tit mounds. The
blonde slid her right hand under Caitlin's left tit and kind of
stroked the underside, sliding her hand back and forth, sliding
around the edges of the fat boob.
She saw that Caitlin's nipples were hardening and remembered how
she'd seen the riding crop slash directly across the soft pink
flesh. She slid her tongue directly over the nipple, hoping it made
her sister feel better. She worked very tenderly over the wounded
mammary meat, wanting to ease the leftover pain.
Caitlin sighed softly, closing her eyes as she lay her head back on
the pillow.
Jessie slid her tongue over onto the other nipple, sliding it around
and around, then slurping directly across it. She slid her lips
around the hard little bud and rubbed and squeezed them around it,
then suckled gently.
Her hand moved down between Caitlin's legs and stroked her bare,
bald little snatch, two fingers softly rubbing up and down along her
slit, pressing just hard enough to pry the cunt lips apart and slide
within the cleft, stroking over her clitty.
She didn't see or hear Jones coming into the room, for he moved very
silently, a grim smile on his face. In his left hand he held a mass
of leather and chain, in his right, a long metal tube resembling a
bicycle air pump. He extended the air pump directly out in front of
him as he moved closer to the bed.
Jessie was on her side, though tilted over against her sister's
body. Her legs were parted slightly, revealing her cunt crack.
Jones slid the tip of the narrow tube in between the blonde girl's
parted thighs, a nasty smile on his face, then he jammed it hard
against the girl's bald cunt.
There was a crackling sound and Jessie shrieked so loud that Caitlin
screamed as well. The blonde's pelvis shot forward so hard her
spine almost snapped as she jerked her cunt away from the searing
pain that was biting at it.
Her entire body flew across her sister and landed in a whimpering
heap against the wall as she scrambled around to look behind her,
mouth and eyes wide.
"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Jones laughed uproariously. "Liked that I
bet, slut," he sneered, eying the two lasciviously.
"I see you to slut dykes are getting into it without my say so.
Baaaad giiiiirls." He touched the tip of the cattle prod to
Caitlin's hip and the brunette howled and jerked backwards, so both
girls were now crouched wide eyed against the wall.
"You! Blonde slut! Get your cunt over here, right now!" He
growled.
Jessie whimpered fearfully, her eyes on the cattle prod, but there
was nowhere to run. She edged forward to the end of the bed, then
slid her legs over the edge and stood up.
Jones put his hand on her face and shoved her hard, hurling her back
against the bed. She fell back but he grabbed her ankle and dragged
her off the bed.
Her ass hit the floor with a loud thump. He sniggered then and
lifted her ankle high, almost lifting her whole body off the floor.
He jabbed the cattle prod down against her cunt and screwed it from
side to side, forcing it inside her snatch.
Jessie whimpered and moaned, pleading with him not to shock her
again. "No! No! No!" she begged, but he pushed down on the
button and sent high voltage pain ripping into her nervous system.
She howled and screamed, her body thrashing violently, half on the
floor, half in mid-air.
Jones kept a tight hold on her ankle as she jerked and shook and
strained against him. Finally she ripped free and scuttled across
the floor. He followed, kicking her hard in the ass so she fell on
her face.
"All right, whore, get back near the bed, on your knees." he
ordered.
Whimpering in pain and terror, Jessie scurried back towards the bed
and knelt, sitting back on her heels. Jones pointed the prod at
Caitlin.
"Off your ass, whore," he snarled. "I got something for you and
your slut sister." He hurled the chain and leather at her and it
bounced off Caitlin's sore titties. Caitlin yelped, then edged off
the bed and backed herself against a dresser.
"Put those on the blonde whore, girl, and do it fast," Jones glared.
Caitlin stared at the jumble of chain and leather then eased away
from the dresser and picked some of it up. There were a number of
small leather bands, sort of like wrist bands. They had metal studs
and small rings set in their sides. She picked one up and eyed
Jessie hesitantly.
"On her wrists and ankles, you stupid piece of cunt meat," Jones
snarled.
Caitlin swallowed fearfully, then reached down and gripped her
sister's arm, lifting it. Jessie held it up obediently as Caitlin
fitted a leather band around her wrist. She held up the other and
Jessie raised her other hand so it too could be encircled by one of
the leather bands.
In due course both her ankles were also circled by leather bands.
After them came a leather collar, also studded, and also with a
ring, just like a dog collar, in fact. She fitted it around
Jessie's small throat with a look of regret at the kneeling girl.
Jones flicked a wide metal ring at her and Caitlin grabbed it,
looking at it in confusion.
"Fasten her wrists together behind her back you stupid, shit faced,
whore," Jones said in a conversational tone.
Caitlin saw that by pressing hard against one side of the metal ring
she could create a small opening.
She pulled Jessie's wrists together at the small of her back and
slid the ring through both the rings in her wrist bands, linking
them together.
"Now fasten them to her collar," Jones sneered.
"But... but... "
"The chain, you fuck eyed fat assed cunt brained piece of shit."
She picked up a long piece of chain but Jones pressed the tip of the
cattle prod against her wrist and she screamed and dropped it.
"The short one, slut mouth."
She picked up a very short chain, and saw that there was a small
ring at one end similar to the one binding Jessie's wrists together.
She pulled Jessie's collar around so the ring on it was behind her
and snapped the chain into the ring, then pulled her bound wrists
up.
Jessie began gasping in pain long before her wrists were high enough
to reach the end of the short chain. Caitlin hesitated to push them
up higher but knew Jones would not be satisfied otherwise. She
pushed as slowly and gently as she could, edging her sister's slim
arms higher and higher as Jessie gasped and moaned and whined in
pain.
She had to raise them almost up to Jessie's neck before she could
fasten the ring to the end of the chain.
"Now put the same things on yourself, cunt," Jones ordered.
Caitlin donned the wrist bands and ankle bands, then slid the other
collar around her own throat.
She couldn't tie them together but Jones didn't seem to intend that
just yet. He reached down and gripped Jessie by the hair, dragging
her to her feet.
Jessie gasped and moaned, every movement putting pressure on her
agonized arms. Her head was pulled back, her chest thrust out as
her arms pulled back on her throat. Her eyes rolled fearfully as
she tried to look behind her at Jones.
Jones was smiling, which meant bad new.
"Okay, cunt, here's this slut sister of yours. I think she needs to
know who's boss. I want you to punch her in the stomach as hard as
you can."
Caitlin looked at Jessie's helpless body in consternation. She
didn't want to hit her sister, but was frightened of what Jones
would do if she refused. she was painfully aware of the cattle prod
still clutched in his other hand.
"Right now, cunt!"
She drew back her fist and thumped it weakly into Jessie's belly.
Jessie grunted, though not much. Jones hauled her aside and stabbed
the cattle prod into Caitlin's belly. The sizzling power ripped
into the brunette's guts as she screamed in agony.
She was thrown back against the dresser, Jones keeping the prod
jammed into her belly as he sneered in pleasure. Caitlin
instinctively grabbed at the prod but her hands burned as the power
ripped into them as well. Jones laughed and pulled it back.
Caitlin shook and trembled as she fell to her knees, then rolled
forward onto the carpet, clutching her belly.
"You better learn to do what I tell you, fuck hole." Jones said.
"Now, you're gonna punch the blonde whore in the belly. If you
don't, and if it isn't hard, I'll stick this thing up your cunt and
fry your brains."
She slowly climbed back to her feet, panting and whimpering, tears
in her eyes. Jones swung Jessie around in front of him again and
smiled.
"Now, slut!" He yelled.
Terrified, Caitlin drew back her fist and punched Jessie as hard as
she could in the belly. The blonde gurgled in pain and tried to
bend forward but was drawn back sharply by the agony in her
shoulders when she did. She felt sick and dizzy and her belly
ached.
"Good, now lets' see you punch her in the tit, either one will do."
Anxiously, torn between not wanting to hurt Jessie, and terror of
the cattle prod, Caitlin slammed her fist into Jessie's left tit
mound. Her fist sunk deep into the soft flesh before coming to rest
against her sister's ribs.
Jessie screamed in pain but Jones held her easily in place.
"Again, this time her other tit." He held up the prod menacingly
and Caitlin squeaked in fear and slammed her fist into Jessie's
other tit. Again Jessie howled in pain as the fist smashed into her
soft, tender meat, but there was nothing she could do.
"On your knees, whore!" Jones yelled. Caitlin dropped to her
knees, gratefully, thinking she wouldn't have to hurt Jessie again.
Jones had other ideas, he bent Jessie forward, ignoring the groans
of pain from the trembling girl.
She kept her head pulled back as Jones bent her forward at the waist
so her fat tit sacks hung below her like full water balloons. Both
hung just about level with Caitlin's face. "Let's see how good you
are at boxing, slut box. I want you to start punching these two fat
torpedoes here and keep doing it as hard and fast as you can until I
say stop."
"Oh please no," Caitlin whimpered. Jones stabbed the prod against
the side of her neck and pain exploded in the shaking girl's mind,
hurling her back against the wall where she sagged to the floor.
Jones stabbed the prod down against her foot, then against her side,
then her ass then her back as the girl twisted and turned, shrieking
in agony and terror.
Jones pulled back, laughing. Caitlin lay curled up in the corner,
sobbing and trembling and shaking in pain and terror. She shivered
uncontrollably as looked down with a smile of satisfaction on his
face.
"Now get your ass over here, you miserable slut box and do what I
tell you or you'll get it twice as bad next time."
Caitlin couldn't move for a minute, but then crawled across to them
and jerked upright on her knees, her body still trembling, her eyes
wide and wild.
"Start punching at these milk bags," Jones ordered, pressing down
against the back of Jessie's neck.
Caitlin lifted her hand in a girlish fist and slapped it at Jessie's
tit. It struck and smashed the tit backwards.
"Faster! Harder! Faster! Harder! Harder! Harder!" Jones
shouted angrily.
Caitlin punched with her other fist, then with the first, then the
second, punching harder and faster and straighter as some of her
body began to sort itself out from the violent electrical firestorm
that had ripped through it.
Jessie screamed in agony as her tits flopped and jerked and bounced
under the continuous blows of her sister's two fists. The two heavy
mammaries swung and bounced as Caitlin's fists sunk into their soft
meat and sent them hurling backwards like punching bags.
Caitlin had never used speed bags, or even really seen them but she
was using Jessie's tits like twin speed bags now as she rattled her
fists against the bouncing flesh again and again. Jones laughed in
amusement as he watched.
"Enough," he said, twirling the blonde around by her hair and
shoving her down to her knees. She bent her over, mashing her face
against the floor as he picked up something from the bed. He tossed
it to Caitlin and ordered her to put it on.
Caitlin wasn't even sure what it was at first. Her thinking
processes weren't working all that well. Still, she slipped it on,
realizing quickly what its purpose was. It was a dildo, only it
strapped around her hips and nestled down between her legs like a
man's penis. She knew it was for fucking her sister with.
"All right, whore, give this blonde slut a real ride," he grinned.
"Stick it up her snatch and fuck the bitch till she cums."
Jessie was oblivious to what was being said or done behind her. She
sobbed in pain, wanting to fondle her aching titties, which were
throbbing with agony as they lay pressed against the floor beneath
her. She felt something hard pressing against her cunt, but the
sensation was trifling next to the agony of her tits and she
practically ignored it.
The dildo was very long, however, and quite thick too. It slid
remorselessly into Jessie's tight, snug cunt sheath, Caitlin having
no choice, or thought of doing other than burying it in the slender
blonde's cunt box.
She wiggled her hips from side to side when the dildo met
resistance, screwing the thick rubber prong around inside Jessie's
snatch, humping back and forth until it pushed deeper.
She grunted with the effort, her hands on her sister's hips as she
drove the dildo steadily deeper into her cunt chamber. Only when
her own hips were pressed hard against Jessie's soft round buttocks
did she began to draw back.
She fucked into Jessie's cunt cleft with a steady humping motion,
going fast because she knew Jones wanted her to. Jessie hardly
seemed to notice at first. She moaned, as she'd been doing for some
time but did not try to resist or move away.
"Harder!" Jones ordered.
The order wasn't unexpected and Caitlin immediately began to fuck
harder, drilling the thick rubber cock back and forth inside
Jessie's fuck tunnel. Her hips began to slap against Jessie's ass
flesh with greater force and noise now and Jessie grunted with the
impact of the dildo against her fuck box.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" she groaned in accompaniment to the
slapping of Caitlin's flesh against her buttocks.
"I think she needs something else to turn her on," Jones commented.
"Take out the dildo and take this." He handed her the cattle prod.
She almost dropped it, staring wide-eyed at the metal tube. Jones
undid Jessie's collar and unclipped her wrists from the chain. The
blonde groaned in relief as she let her still bound wrists slide
down her back. Jones immediately slid a slender chain noose over
the blonde's head and down around her throat, then gave the other
end of the chain to Caitlin.
"Now whore, you're gonna ride this bitch like she's fuckin' buckin'
bronco. And she will be too. Stick that prod as deep in her cunt
as it'll go, then hang onto the chain and press the button."
Caitlin thought, briefly, about using the prod on him, but was sure
he was prepared for such a thing and doubted she'd be able to reach
him before he knocked it out of her hand. Anyway, she was too
frightened.
She eased the tube into her sister's cunt, reluctantly pushing it
deep into her snatch until she could get it no further.
"When I say, you press the button, and if she gets away from you
before I say to stop I'll shove it up your cunt and show you how
easy it is to hold a whore in place and ride her with the prod."
Caitlin nodded her head quickly, gasping in fear at the thought.
She pulled the chain tight, not thinking or caring that it tightened
around Jessie's slim throat.
"Now!" Jones shouted. Caitlin yelped in fear, her finger pressing
down on the button.
Jessie howled in agony, her body pulling desperately against the
chain as she tried to tear herself free from the horrible pain
ripping through her guts.
Her knees smashed and ground against the carpet as her body shook
violently, thrashing and pulling, even as the chain choked the
breath out of her.
Her head whipped back and forth and her body trembled and shook.
She tried to rise several times only to be forced back by Caitlin,
who jammed the prod down hard against the back wall of her cunt
tunnel. She shook and bucked like a horse, her upper body flying
upwards off the floor and back against Caitlin.
Terrified that she'd get loose and Jones would subject her to the
prod, Caitlin hung on for dear life, pulling down hard on the chain
as Jessie tried to rise to her feet, holding the prod inside her
thrashing, shaking, squirming, writhing sister's honey pot as Jessie
howled and screamed in tortured agony.
Finally, the breath choked out of her, Jessie fell forward, flat on
her belly.
Caitlin still knelt between her spread legs, holding the prod down
against her snatch as the blonde bounced and shook and trembled on
the floor, grunting and gurgling like an epileptic having a fit.
"Enough," Jones said lazily, grinning.
Caitlin turned off the juice and slid the prod out of Jessie's cunt,
letting go of the chain. She whimpered herself as she looked down
at her sister, still trembling and gurgling and shaking.
"I bet she won't forget that soon," Jones laughed. "Okay, slut,
turn her over and start eating that pussy."
Caitlin rolled her sister over, spreading her legs further as she
knelt and pressed her face into her bald, burned up little cunt.
She tongued her slit, sliding her moist pink tongue up and down the
dry cleft, then pushing it inside.
Jessie seemed oblivious to what she was doing. She was still
shaking and grunting and Caitlin had to hold her thighs down to keep
her gash in place. She pushed her tongue deep into the hole, hoping
to moisten some of the fried cunt she had abused.
Her tongue slurped and sucked and slid up and down the blonde's
honey pot, probing inside her fuck hole as she sucked cunt. In a
determined effort to relieve some of the pain, Caitlin began to rub
and suck on Jessie's clitty, her tongue stroking over it again and
again.
Jessie's mind was a bedraggled mess, fractured into a thousand
pieces by the terrible pain she had undergone. Her body though,
reacted as it was made to. On automatic pilot, without the guilt,
fear, or anger to effect it, her clit began to buzz with pleasure
from the careful stroking of the other woman's tongue.
Caitlin sucked two of her fingers, moistening them, then slid them
up into Jessie's snatch, pumping them slowly in and out as she
continued to lick and suck on her sister's clitty. She felt
Jessie's own lubrication beginning to seep out from her pussy walls
and said a small prayer of thanks.
Jessie was still trembling, though not as violently. Her grunts and
groans had been replaced by delirious mutterings and whispers, words
neither of the others could make out. Caitlin sucked hard on her
clitty as she stroked her fingers in and out of the cunt hole she
herself had so abused.
Jessie showed no reaction, but her body was obviously responding and
that was what Caitlin wanted. She slid one hand up Jessie's body
and squeezed a fat tit, kneading the flesh repeatedly as she
searched for, then found the hard little nipple.
Jessie's head was jerking and thrashing from side to side and her
loins were starting to hump up against Caitlin's face. Caitlin
licked harder, her tongue rasping across Jessie's clit as she pumped
her fingers faster in her sister's snatch.
The blonde wept and moaned and grunted insensibly, her legs pulling
apart as her ass cheeks ground into the carpet and her hands jerked
and quivered on the floor. Her eyes were open but unseeing as her
body, responding to an age old stimulus, began to rip into an
orgasmic explosion that shoved aside and then buried the sensation
of pain that had enveloped the blonde.
She groaned in pleasure now, though her conscious mind wasn't aware
of what was going on. Her body shook and bounced through a climax
of immense proportions, her raw, frazzled nerve endings flooded and
overloaded with cataclysmic ecstasy that grew and grew until it
blasted the hapless, helpless girl completely out of her skin and
dropped her into the blackness of unconsciousness.
"Well, you got a talented tongue, pussy," Jones snickered. He
gripped her thick hair and dragged her to her feet, then shoved her
against the bed, forcing her onto her hands and knees on the edge of
the mattress.
"Spread those legs, whore," he ordered.
Caitlin spread her legs wider, then wider still, raising her ass in
the air as he fingered her slit and asshole. He ran his hands over
her round ass cheeks, then slapped them both down with a laugh.
"That's the position for you to get used to, whore. This is
something all you college girls should be shown before you even
start school."
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard boner, sticking the
head against her bald cunt cleft. His cockhead sank into her
velvety fuck opening, disappearing from view. Caitlin grunted as he
thrust forward, half his cock driving up into her belly.
"Suck it down. Suck it down," he sighed, gripping her hips as he
slammed the rest of his cock meat into her fuck tunnel.
"Fucking cunt! Stinking whore! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" he grunted,
drilling his prick into her buttery depths, grinding his hips
against her ass flesh as he pulled hard on her hips.
"Take it! Take it!" he gasped, pounding his prick harder and
harder into her soft cunt box, his hips hammering into her ass
flesh, knocking her body forward away from him, only to be dragged
back by his strong, iron hard grip.
"Fucking bitch!" he cursed, his hips beating a furious tattoo
against her ass, his cock drilling her tight pussy, pistoning in and
out as he jerked her body back and forth with savage, violent fury.
Her tits swung back and forth and her head bounced helplessly as he
slammed into her with remorseless anger and lust.
He grabbed her wrists, pulling them straight back along her body,
pulling so hard she screamed, her arms threatening to rip free of
their sockets as he used them to tear her body back against his
raging hard-on. He bucked into her, his hips making brutal contact
with her cupcake buttocks, hurling her forward with a scream of
pain. Then he yanked back on her arms, again making her scream as
he used his grip to brake her body's forward motion and jerk her
back against his next ferocious thrust.
Caitlin was pounded and battered like a rag doll, yelping and
groaning and sobbing in disorientation as her body bounced and
jerked up and down and back and forth. He raped his cock down into
her with cruel spearing strokes, skewering her aching cunt box,
making her scream in pain as his lance impaled her over and over
again.
He gave a groan and fell forward over her, his weight crushing her
into the mattress. His body covered her, his arms sliding beneath
her and nearly cutting her in half as he crushed her against him
with all his strength. He ground his crotch into her ass flesh as
he twisted his hard cock around inside her tight, elastic fuck
sheath, then his mouth opened wide and he bit down on her shoulder,
his teeth digging into her soft flesh as she quivered in agony.
He growled and drooled, his cock beginning to pump inside her again,
his hips slapping against her ass meat.
"Bitch! Whore! Fucking... Ungh... Cunt! Ungh!" He buried his
fuck stick inside her, and still he rammed forward, mashing his hips
against her, crushing her against the mattress, trying to ram his
entire pelvis into her cunt opening.
Then he came, his juice spewing out the end of his fuck tool and
boiling down into her belly, gushing along her silken cunt walls and
flooding her womb with warm wet white sperm.
He grunted as he jerked hard on his arms, crushing her against him
again, then again, then again, as though trying to force his flesh
through hers, to force his entire body into her.
A last wad of sperm spat out the tip of his cock and rattled down
into her belly and he finally relaxed atop the near senseless girl,
groaning in satisfaction as his cock finally began to soften inside
her snug cleft.
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