"No," he said, grabbing the neckline of her dress.

He yanked down, splitting the material in two. After throwing the torn dress into a corner, he jerked her bra off, then ripped her panties away. His own shorts fell down his legs and he kicked them away.

"Like this," he said, pushing her to the plush carpet and climbing between her legs.

He was an animal now, caring for nothing but his own savage lust. Sara wanted to fight him, to rip her nails into his insolent face, to push him away – yet she found herself grunting with ecstasy. She spread her legs and humped, brushing the underside of his throbbing cock with her slicked-up cunt lips.

The touch was electric, almost sending her into a storm of orgasm.

"Fuck me!" she heard herself say. "Stick this big dick inside me and fuck me to pieces!"

"I will, you cocksucker," Greg moaned, licking down from her mouth to her large, taut tits. He parted his lips and bit down on the creamy-textured flesh, pulling her coral-colored nipples into his mouth. With one stabbing lunge, he drove his prick fully into her pussy. "I… I… unhhhh… will!"

Sara had thought his cock was huge when it was poking into her throat, but now it seemed gigantic! Her cunt lips were stretched apart almost to the breaking point as his shaft pierced her. She gave a cry of anguish, pleasure and pain mixing into one throbbing sensation.

"Give it to me!" she begged. "Goddamn you, you bastard, plow that cock in me and fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

"All right, you cock-loving cunt," he winced, "I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't walk right for a week!"

Sara had been fucked before, in various ways, but in comparison to what he was doing, the others were mere handshakes.