"Nooooo… g-gentle like you were before," she stammered and her body flinched a useless quarter inch away as he slid his cock down the small forested valley formed by her seething wet furrow until the blunt head of his member was pressed directly on top of the tightly quivering mouth of her vagina. Despite her protesting will, she could feel her hot swollen vaginal lips – whose softly pulsating edges were damp with her own lust juices when he had kissed and toyed with her body only moments before – part slowly and throbbingly like the opening of a flower, leaving her temptingly small cunt mouth completely exposed and vulnerable to him. There was nothing she could do, her body lay open and ready for him. Yes, she thought with a feeling of mounting exasperation and bitterness, he had aroused her – but only so that he could complete his animalistic rape of her body without meeting any resistance. In distaste and detachment, she watched Bob, his eyelids hooded with lust and his nostrils quivering in anticipation, wrap his hand around his stonehard cock as he steadily wormed the blunt bulging head around and around the narrow rim of her small elastic opening; then suddenly with a slight forward jerk, it popped wetly up inside.

"Aaaargh," she whimpered in pain as he heaved deeply and pressed forward, lodging his heavily burgeoning cock a firm quarter of an inch into the narrow clinging channel. Beads of sweat broke out on his upper lip and his eyes focused in a mindless stare on the moonlit tips of her full breasts that sloped out lushly to the sides of her deeply heaving ribcage. With a look of arrogant self-satisfaction, his gaze traveled down to the curve of her waist and over her smoothly flattening abdomen, down to her full widely parting thighs, then back to his long fully erect cock pressuring like a battering ram into her openly spreading vagina. Suddenly, his lips curled with the faint lewd smile of a sadistic conqueror bending over and about to torture his fallen victim.