Book Two The Blackmailed Mother

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"That's it, Gene!" Stan urged the teen-age teammate whose nickname was 'Cowboy."
"Yeah, man, she's one wild ride today!" And then he laughed with a barking, sinister laugh of utter
contempt and lewd delight, as he added in reference to Roger's love of horses and horseback riding,
"Too bad you don't have spurs, Cowboy, you could really make her buck!"
"Cowboy" Rogers giggled shrilly and pulled the unprotesting almost incoherent little girl on top of him, his
prick slipping into Jennifer's overflowing, hot young pussy as he did; then holding her white, slippery
thigh, he bounced her harder and harder on his length of shaft, while she arched over his pumping body
and spread her legs wide on either side, giving all the boys a different, more provocative view of her now
up-tilted anus and crevice of her vagina slit, which was wetly pink and nibbling at the virile penis sawing
upwards into her tender hair-fringed cunt. She was moaning and groaning now, for although she was
incapable of either controlling the boys or her own wild, spawning need to find final release from her
spiralling excitement, the previous series of pummelling, cruel fucks had rubbed her thin, unaccustomed
walls of her lubricious, tiny vaginal tunnel absolutely flooded, and the new and different cock slamming
into her made loud wet sluicing noises in the other boys' cum as it plunged rhythmically in and out of her.
When finally Rogers screamed out his bursting orgasm, and her womb was once more filled with alien,
strange seed that hit her inner belly with savage, boiling cream, she dropped off of the boy and lay
panting on the rug, her loins and thighs still twitching and jerking with unrequited lusts. But she gripped
her small, young hands into fists and clenched her eyes shut and cried out in defensive agony:
"No more ... let me rest, please let me rest ... my pussy is so filled ... it hurts now ... I must have a rest
..." Her feeble pleas were directed as much to herself as to the ring of panting, lecherous young males, all
naked and glassy-eyed with lewdness around her, for she knew that her body was crying out for more,
ever for more ... and she had to stop herself from demanding an other cock, or else she'd never be able
to walk again.
"N-now me, Stan," groaned Lance Retliff in a stammer of lusting head. "You-you promised I could have
her too, after the others ... I gotta have her or, or I'll cum all over your rug, I will!"
"Sure, Lance," Stan Lubin said to the great, hulking Negro team member.
"You can have her, and right now."
Jennifer opened her eyes, and her shocked gaze fell on the black boy's monstrous penis pointing directly
at her. She gasped in abject, astonished fear. She couldn't take his huge cock even if she wasn't so
wretchedly, painfully exhausted!" He'd split her open from anus to navel, she knew it! And ... and he
was a Negro! Frantically, with visions of her ripped and torn body bleeding on the carpet flickering
wildly through her cringing mind, Jennifer looked around the room. They couldn't allow this to happen!
They couldn't!
But all she saw were horribly excited young faces and eager sweaty bodies, and heavy, excited
breathing. All of the young football team members were wide-eyed and eager for Lance Retliff to cruelly
ravish her white quivering body with his burnished black penis. The Negro stepped to the tortured girl,
his ebony penis rearing out from his muscular dark stomach like a third leg, his two great, sperm-laden
testicles swinging below. Jennifer, through wide-splayed thighs, watched in frozen awe as the
black-skinned torso descended over her like night across the sands of a bleached desert, and a shock
rippled through her as her straining, defenseless cunt felt the trembling, wet head of his mammoth prick
graze her already sperm-drenched vaginal lips, the shock of which traveled from the base of her loins to
the top of her skull, where it shattered in a cascade of licentious abandonment. Her pussy jerked
involuntarily forward to nibble hungrily at it, and nothing else existed in the world except that huge, fiery
sword of black, hard flesh. She had to be filled in spite of what the Negro might do to her, and gone
were her natural prejudices against his race, her principles, her humiliation; there was only the teasing
reality of his probing cock crawling between her hot, steaming vaginal furrow, tracing lines of tiny wet
circles of anticipatory secretions as it searched for her pulsating, bearded little cunt mouth. The alien
cock jostled for a moment against her pink ragged edges of flesh, insinuating itself gently between
them-and then Lance Retliff flicked his hips and forced his blood filled cock brutally into the open lips of
her rubbery flesh.
Jennifer threw her head wildly from side to side. Aggggg!" she screamed and desperately kicked her
legs, trying to free her impaled little cunt. In her wild passion she'd overestimated herself, and she'd been
right with her first, fearful reaction: his negroid cock was too big! But Lance Retliff grinned lewdly
down on the white young teen-age girl and levered his hands into a push-up position and slid another
inch of his relentless monster into her excruciatingly painful vagina. Jennifer screamed again-another inch [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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