"It hurts," the girl whimpered. "Don't, oh, don't!"

They were staring into each other's eyes.

"It feels so good," the boy said. "It feels so fucking good. It feels just like I thought it would. Mmm, wow!"

Jessica sucked the cunt juice off her fingers, her eyes taking in every movement of the two naked bodies on the bed in the next room, her ears recording every word, every sound of pleasure or pain or fear or joy. Her cunt throbbed with renewed excitement, and she leaned back and spread her legs widely, letting the warm air nibble at her raw wet cuntmeat.

The boy wiggled his ass, fucking his cock deeper into the squirming young girl. "Ohhh, wow!"

"God, stop! Oh, God, stop!" The bride's fingernails sank into her young husband's back. Her pink toes clenched.

The boy fucked his cock in deeper.

The girl groaned, whined. "Pleassssssse! Noooooo!"

The young bull rammed, forcing every inch of his big cock into her cunt. "Ahhhhhh!"

The girl's mouth gaped. A high-pitched whine, hardly audible, burst from deep in her throat. Her eyes rolled back, only the whites visible, then closed. Her body went limp.

The boy seemed not to notice that his bride had passed out. He muttered to himself, his long body beginning to undulate, the lithe muscles of his back writhing. He moved right between his young bride's legs, fucking his fat young cock in and out of her pussy. Pushing up off her and arching his back, he pushed his head down and sucked at her left tit, gnawing an the stiff nipple, tonguing the bumpy cherry, filling his mouth with soft tit-flesh and sucking like an infant hungry for its mother's milk.

The girl regained consciousness with a gasp. She wrapped her legs around her lover's churning loins, tightened her arms around him.

"Oh, Billy! Oh, God! What's happening? Oh, wowww!" She rocked her hips to the rhythm of the boy's fucking. Her head tossed from side to side on the pink satin bedspread. Her naked torso arched up, her tit shoved deeper into Billy's mouth. "Suck it, Billy, oh, darling, suck it! Mmmmm!"