"Please, please don't do it to me," she choked in the single moment that his hand was removed from her mouth. "Get off of me!"

Vito clamped his palm over her mouth and her piteous supplications were cut short. Her further anguished cries choked back deep down in her chest, only a faint helpless mewling escaping from under the tightly clenching hand.

Suddenly, she felt Billy's weight lift off her. There was a long tortuous moment of silent suspense while his muscular calves inched slowly backwards down the sides of her legs, then his face hovered over her knees. She jerked as he reached abruptly forward and his fingers curled over the unbuttoned waist of her jeans, jerking them in a swift cruel movement down over her hips until the soft rounded fullness of her partially panty covered buttocks were exposed to view. All the while Cash hung over the front seat, his eyes bulging as each luscious inch of the girl's delicately curved legs came further into view.

"Pull up her top so we can see them big juicy tits," Billy yelled at Cash leaning over the front seat. His trembling hands curled around her small kicking ankles and pulled them slightly apart. His eyes traveled slowly up the bare slightly parted columns of her legs, and he ran his tongue over his lips with obvious desire. Her small well-shaped ankles curved delicately up over slender girlish calves, then swelled into a smooth silky softness at her full upper thighs. The whitely clean triangle of her brief panties had been moved out of place by her fruitless struggling, and now the smoothly rounded globes of her ass-cheeks were exposed entirely to his lust-crazed view. Only a narrow strip of thin nylon cloth was wedged into the tightly trembling crevice of her firm young buttocks, and he could see small thin curls of her sparse blonde pubic hair appearing under the edges of the bunched up material where it ran in a thin white band down between her legs.