Finally, the teenager just lay there, her white flesh reddening with the criss-cross checkered pattern of those belting blows.

Darlene put her fingers in her mouth, chewing down on them to try to control the sensations rioting in her cunt. Her asschecks stayed tense. Instinctively they opened and closed, matching the blows from the belt. Then as Jeff slowed his assault, Darlene found herself raising her ass in a wild attempt to absorb the last of his attack. What in God's name was he doing? He could hear him laughing at her.

"Goddamned little liar!" he snorted derisively. "You keep cryin' about how much it hurts you – and you can't get enough of it."

Darlene flinched. She heard him throwing down the belt.

"Gonna plug you up now, baby. Gonna mess you up with my prick."

Darlene heard him coming down behind her once again. Was he going to suck her ass again? She secretly hoped so. Having his tongue slicking over her injured asscheeks would make her feel so good, especially after the savage beating she'd endured.

His finger was snaking in, the skinny digit slipping between her clenching hot pussylips like some kind of crawly little animal. Darlene quivered, raising her ass up again, her knees digging into the floor. She tried crawling away. But Jeff held her firmly with his free hand, telling her awful things about how she felt down deep inside her pussy.

"Nice and hot. Man, you're hot and wet down there just like a woman should be. And there you are talkin' me down, not wantin' it."

"Shit!" Jeff laughed, shaking his head. "Probably been fucked half to death up there in L.A. by the kids."

Darlene wanted to protest her innocence. But she said nothing. She knew he'd find out soon that she was still a virgin.