She opened her legs willingly like a poor young virgin being sacrificed to a God of lust. She was really frightened. Her heart pounded in her throat and she could feel her body shaking. But she couldn't stop him.

She could still close her eyes and remember the savage way he assaulted her. She could remember that first excruciating pain as he jabbed his dick between her legs. He tore her virgin cunt with his first stroke and she felt his huge cockhead deep in her belly.

She'd tried not to cry out but she couldn't help herself. It had just hurt so bad. He rested with his cock lodged in her snug pussy. He stroked her lustrous red hair and assured that it would get better.

God, how it had gotten better. He had fucked her twice that night. The first time he had only left her with a creamfilled pussy and a hot itch. The second time he had taken her to a wild, mindshattering orgasm that had left her weak and helpless.

Since that first time, all of her orgasms had not been as powerful but all had left her satisfied. At least, until lately when it seemed like a good fucking only left her hungry for more good fucking. It was wild to think she could be turning into some kind of nympho at her age.

Doug walked back into the bathroom still muttering to himself. Sharon could sense that Doug was really allowing himself to get worked up over Stacy. She could sense that he was deeply troubled. Sharon just couldn't stay concerned because she kept thinking about Doug's cock and getting fucked.

The was certainly no reason why Doug shouldn't fuck her. Sharon stood up and carefully studied herself in the full length bedroom mirror. She didn't think herself vain when she admired herself.