"Stop it! Oh please."

But there wasn't an ounce of truth in what she was saying. Those hands on her cunt moved, squeezing her cuntlips together, rubbing the inner folds against her clit. It was something the girl had never experienced. Traci gasped, throwing her head back into the pillow, rocking her hips from side to side.

"Nice, nice and hot pussy," Don moaned.

Traci heard that word, blushed at the thought he was saying it while feeling her cunt. Creamy foam started dripping from between his fingers as he worked those cuntlips faster and faster against one another. Traci thought she was going to pass out from the excitement and the embarrassment.

"No!" she gasped frantically. Don was trying to take the bottoms of her bikini off. She pushed her ass down in the bed, her eyelids fluttering while she squirmed uneasily under him. He tugged down, but the bottoms held firm.

"Come on, baby, loosen up," Don hissed, curling his fingers into a fist and tearing down.

Traci cried out, hearing the material rip. Her cunt was naked! Then she felt the warmth of his hands again, his fingers working between her legs, finally cupping her pussy again.

"Nice pussy," he whispered, massaging it with sure, tight strokes.

In an instant the girl felt her ass push up to the beautiful squeezing sensation between her thighs. She was spread open, naked, exposed, moaning under her breath. She was on fire, her cunt running with hot fuck juice, greasing down her thighs.

"That's your cunt, baby, a nice hot cunt you've been protectin' for years. And that's the thing I'm gonna split wide open with my prick," Don whispered, kissing her passionately again. This time the big man worked a finger into her hole, scraping the sensitive, slick membranes of her cunt sheath with the tip.