Madeleine's breath lodged in her throat, as above her she read his leer of triumph, and she whined aloud in pure fear… at the same time helplessly answering his command to spread her legs obscenely apart. He rested up over her, his arms, two giant pillars on either side of her shoulders; she then saw one move away as its hand disappeared down between them; she whimpered as the thick rubbery head of his huge cock parted the sensitive, fleshy lips of her tight, hardly-adult pussy. Again, she rolled her head to one side and then the other, clutching her eyes tightly shut even as a tremor fluttered through her at the sudden, galvanic tangency of its insinuation inside the hair-lined flanges of the slit he had lubricated with his salaciously licking tongue. Her breath, she still held wadded in her throat as she lay beneath him in total defeat, fearing to release it in her anxiety.

He eased his heavy hips downward and forward with a gentleness she never would have expected of him, yet, even so, the first actual contact with the tiny mouth of her vagina caused her to wince and cringe with a loud moan.

"Oh God, NO!" she cried as the huge head pressured tightly against the pink, snug elastic opening between her widespread thighs.

Once more.

"Aaaaaauuuggghhh," she grunted, as suddenly the tip slipped inside just beyond its coronal rim and she really sensed the first cruel stretching of the taut, rubbery opening in her crotch. My God… with Jean Louis it had been nothing like this… even the first time! It was as she had feared! Her thighs were splitting apart from the continuing, expanding pressures! He was going to rip her open… tear her completely apart… maybe, even leave her to bleed to death between her legs once he was finished with her…!