Ellen squirmed helplessly beneath him. She could feel the hot searing pain of his sudden blunt entry tearing cruelly at her insides. She flexed her groin muscles tightly together to attempt to ward off the huge invading cudgel, but the throb of her straining sinews seemed to incite it more and it plowed its way deeper and deeper into her vainly resisting cunt. The walls of her still tightly resisting vaginal passage clasped hotly around it like a warm, butter-filled fist. She could feel its every fleshy ridge as her nerve ends transmitted its monstrous form in minute detail to her muddled mind.
"Ooooooooooh!" she held her breath as the buried cock expanded more, stretching the smooth wet walls ever further.
He flexed again and she went limp, feeling him slowly withdraw, pause a moment, and then plunge in again, setting up a slow rhythmic movement. She could feel his hips rotating from side to back against her softly swaying buttocks, forcefully stretching her vagina wider with the rhythmic beating. There was nothing she could do to stop him. She knew she must accept this horrible rape without resistance now as it was too late and she lay motionless beneath him, her eyes clenched tightly closed, her sounds becoming nothing but incoherent mumblings against the brutal assault.
She whimpered only slightly when his hands slid under her stomach, fanning out over the flatness of her belly and pulling her unresisting buttocks up tighter against his revolving thrusts, thin rivulets of sweat rolling down his hairy belly wetting the small of her back between them.