"Oh, I'm sorry. Please, I'm sorry, but you're doing this time and… and, what do you expect?" she whined.

"I'll tell you something, baby. Ain't no woman around here does this to me and gets away with it."

He began slapping her hard, his knuckles smashing like hammers against her jaw. Darlene tried desperately to cover her face protectively. But the blows rained down mercilessly upon her. When she was nearly dazed into mute acceptance of her fate, Jeff stopped. Moving his hand down to her pussy, he curled his fingers into the fine blonde cunt hairs, puffing several of them from her cunt.

"Agggghhhhh!"

The pain between her legs brought Darlene around. She jerked as if someone had touched her with a live electric wire. Again Jeff slammed one fist against her face, sending her head crashing back against the floor. The girl was sick with disgust and terror. She knew this vile young man was about to fuck his prick into her pussy. Her inability to fight back enhanced her sense of shame and degradation. And now his hands were up around her tits, the fingers squeezing into the soft material of her halter.

"Man, nice big tits. Been watchin' them things jiggle around like your ass ever since you came here. Figured I'd be suckin' and feelin' them tits before you went back to L.A."

He cupped his hands around both mounds. Darlene wasn't surprised when again she heard the sounds of material tearing. In a moment the girl's thirty-six-inch tits were exposed. Darlene felt her cousin's hand rubbing ever her nipples, teasin' them up until they were hard and nearly one-half-inch long. She grimaced in shame, feeling a strange connection of excitement forming between her nipples and her clit.