Lie plunged deep, deep up into her wildly quivering cunt, ramming mercilessly. Jeannette tried to hold back the squeal of pain, but she couldn't and she cried out again with each merciless thrust and whipped her legs in a vain effort to escape. It only made matters worse, for Dennis stroked harder and harder up within her, his steelhard battering flesh splitting her tightly yielding pussy as an axe would a log.
"Look, look you bitch," Dennis commanded. He raised his chest up slightly and she was forced to look down between her trembling young breasts to where his giant, ponderously throbbing penis violated her stretched vagina; she saw her pinkly puckered pussy lips slipping around his wetly glistening shaft as he rammed in and out – in and out.
"Ooooh, no, Dennis, please, please stop," she groaned. "I can't take all of you… you're hurting me… you're oh, God…"
Harder and faster Dennis went, a crazed bull without any feeling except for his wildly moving prick; his total commitment was to the fucking of a woman beneath him. Their genitals crashed together with lewdly responding slaps, colliding with sadistic repetition. Jeannette's stomach churned in repulsion and she waited in loathing for this brutal rape by her own husband to be concluded.
Dennis kept on drubbing in and out of her like some mad machine, like some rutting beast, as he felt the heatedly throbbing buildup inside his seething balls. There was a tickling at the base of his cock as he jammed into her tightly quivering cunt to the hilt, and he knew with a certainty now that he was about to cum.