Diane was on the verge of hysteria. Her tortured, ravaged body had endured its ultimate limit of pain and then gone beyond. She was positive that her insides had been ripped apart, that she would bleed and die… and death would be a welcome relief from the horrible pain she was enduring.

Then gradually, so very, very slowly, the girl felt the pain begin to fade. Her body seemed to be stuffed with his meat, stuffed and stretched all out of shape. Yet his cock inside her felt strangely good, vaguely pleasant, even a little exciting.

As the pain lessened, Diane remembered a time in the woods. Her girl friend and her date had gone off by themselves. Less than five minutes later, Diane had heard the girl screaming, begging for her boy friend to fuck her, to shove his dick into her. Now Diane began to understand why. It did feel good to have a cock completely filling her pussy.

She closed her eyes and blotted out the fact that it was her father's dick fucking her. She imagined that it was Ron's cock inside her, and she started moving her hips, fucking back.

When he started to moved his hips and slide his huge cock up and down the length of her newly ruptured pussy, the girl braced herself for more pain. She was surprised to find that, instead of hurting, his motions inside her felt good.

Paul reared back and brought the tip of his prick to the outer entrance of her virginal hole. He lunged into her with all his might and sent his throbbing prick to the very depths of her womb.

"Oh! OH! OHHHH!" Diane cried.

He did it again, this time crushing his pelvis against her clitoris as he reached the bottom on his long, hard thrust.

"aaaiiiiwww!" she squealed, the sharp shocks of pleasure striking to the very heart of her innocent body.

"This will teach you, this will teach you," her father chanted, grinding his hard bone against her clitoris.