"Oooohhh!" Dina moaned.

But it wasn't a cry of fear! It was the moan of delight, Dina realized, and, instinctively, she blushed. Had he heard it, she wondered. She glanced down as he pulled away from her tits and smiled crookedly.

"Told you, baby, you're gonna dig this. You're one of them types that dig it. Thought I was just gonna get some loot tonight. But, man, I'm gonna get some real lovin' from you, bitch," Jack said.

His words stung her pride. No, she wasn't the kind of woman who enjoyed pain. But, still, the delightful heat continued between her thighs.

"Yeah, baby, you're gonna be eatin' this up by the end," Jack boasted.

He was fumbling with her dress, tugging at it around her waist, raising her body from the floor. The rest of her zipper buzzed open, and the smooth cotton slid from her body. He had stripped the teen, leaving only her panties on.

She felt his fingers crawling over her belly snaking down toward the elastic waistband of her panties. Dina wailed and closed her eyes. Her ass swung back and forth.

She felt him pressing against her cunt mound through the nylon, rubbing the silky material over her fuzz-covered pussy hole. Clenching her teeth, the young blonde groaned and squeezed her ass muscles together, trying to fight down that mysterious feeling overtaking her cunt. It was getting very warm down between her legs.

Jack saw this, could feel it through the dampening nylon crotch panel.

"Knew it, baby, knew you was one of them types," he growled.

"You're wrong," she protested.