This skillful maneuver had the double effect of cleaning the prick and of restoring its vigor.

Soon Armand was stiff again, and he leaned over Jackie.

Her senses still exacerbated by the sight of her friend sucking the cock, the young girl seized that dagger which was about to violate her purity.

“Come on!” she said. She offered herself without the least reticence. “Come on!”

There was no fear in her, or even shame, any longer.

She was like a little amorous animal and let herself be carried away blindly by the demands of her sensuality which Margie had awakened in her.

No doubt if this had happened several days earlier, she wouldn't have been so docile. She would probably have tried to resist this carnal tempest.

But Margie had broken the girl's modesty with her hands, which had crushed her body with exasperating caresses, and her mouth, which had gathered the very essence of her desire.

“I'm waiting…”

As her uncle seemed to be hesitating, perhaps feeling some remorse at the prospect of violating the sacred familial laws, she joined her legs above Armand's buttocks.

She made the tip of his cock slip between her little lips. Then she threw herself towards her partner with such force, that his prick went into her box in a single blow.

The preliminaries that Margie had initiated her to had prepared her for the supreme possession marvelously.

Besides, she loved the pain that this merciless rod was causing her. She loved to feel herself impaled on that blade.

The terrible weapon had just penetrated her completely.

All the flesh in her cunt was rammed…

Slashed…

Bleeding… But the acuity of the pain only led the release of her senses to its paroxysm.

“Yes!” she cried, “yes… take me… tear me… break everything… oh!.. oh!.. go on… even if I beg you to stop…”