Crystal bathed in the hairy flesh of the big man. His sweat drenched her like warm oil. She smelled his stench more strongly now, the aroma of his armpits and balls, and she could hardly breathe from the heady fumes. He was disgusting, like some kind of manure perfumed bull in a barnyard. She hated him, felt like vomiting from his smell, but she rocked her hips, fucking his cock, getting more turned on by the moment. Her hatred, her disgust, only increased her pleasure.

"Fuck me!" she whispered between clenched teeth. "Oh, fuck me!" She gouged the jerking man with her fingernails and toenails, dug her heels into his ass and tried to get him to fuck her deeper, to fuck her harder. The vinyl car seat was wet under her back, oiled with sweat, and she squirmed between it and the cunt-grinding beast on top of her, feeling filthier than she'd ever felt in her young life. The cuntjuice oozed from her pussy, greasing the seat under her ass. The scent of balls and cunt saturated the oven-like air in the back seat of the stationwagon.

The big man writhed, rubbing Crystal into the car seat as if she were a cigarette butt he was putting out with his body. His wiry body hair scoured her tender skin. As he humped, fucking his cock in her pussyhole, he rotated his ass, grinding his cock down into her, reaming her out, fucking her deeper and harder than she'd ever been fucked before.

"Ohhh, yesss!" she moaned, "ohhh, do me, fuck me, oh, so deep, so hard!" She twisted her head sharply, this way and that, the fuck-tension building in every cell of her body, her nipples like wood and rubbing up against the man's hairy chest. As the big bear sank his rotted teeth into her neck, she screamed, as much with pleasure as with pain and fear. She was sure he would sever a neck artery, that a torrent of her hot blood would fill his mouth and that she would bleed to death as he ravished her helpless, shuddering young body.