She tried to kick him but he slapped her hard across the face every time she did so.

"Guess I'll start with a nice taste of that sweet little cunt Eighteen years old. Eighteen years old and already you're a murderin' little whore! I guess you're gonna like a tongue in your twat" he gasped, falling against her, burying his face in the soft flesh of her belly.

Carol thought she would die of fright when she felt her father's now ugly face pressing against the soft flesh of her belly. She felt his face move lower, felt his thick lips sucking at the lender skin of her lower stomach. His face was soon between her legs, his hands gripping her hips hard. He pulled her forward, pulling her naked squirming body close to the end of the bed. He fell on his knees at the foot of the bed. Carol felt his hands spreading her legs wide. His lips pressed against the lips of her tiny naked cunt.

Carol had never been so embarrassed in her life. She had never felt anything quite like the feeling that coursed through her young trembling body when he touched his lips to her nearly hairless cunt She felt a strange tingling deep inside her pussy, a tingling that remained only barely separated from the sensations of fear and loathing, a feeling that she had always associated with fear for the zest of her life. The strange tingling. tugging, healing sensation continued to build in her crotch as her father proceeded with his brutal rape.

She felt his hot wet tongue separating the firm young lips of her virgin cunt, felt his tongue tickling the extremely sensitive inner flesh of her