Dump Jackson - Uncle_s awful urge

It was too late for him to stop or turn back and he groaned with wild sexual fervor and kept at it, hitting into her with the force of two men, not one. Yet it seemed as if his renewed attack only served to inflame her senses, to give her pleasure, not any reason for her to spill the beans.

His rage grew more pronounced with each successive bone-jarring thrust and his body swayed violently, back and forth and back and forth again, cramming his nine-inch pole in and out and not daring to stop for one single second.

Her words now became unintelligible as she strained against him, obviously getting off on his sexual pyrotechnics and angered bout of frenzied fucking. He was livid with rage by then and it suddenly flashed through his mind what he would do, even before he got off and drained his balls dry, now that the girl had proven her abilities in bed, her ability to handle his enormously oversized cock, for starters.

If she digs this, let's see how she feels about something else, he thought to himself as he suddenly ripped his burning prong all the way out into the open. It was raw and coated with her slippery vaginal secretions. The lips of her battered twat snapped shut like elastic bands and she slumped back, groaning and shaking from side to side.

But before she had a chance to try to escape, he now directed his prong down towards an even narrower and far more sensitive part of her body, namely her asshole. Christine stared at him with gaping reddened eyes and at that instant he pushed forward, sliding his shaft past the bottom edge of her juicy muff, farther still until he was wiggling the plum-shaped and leaking glans right between the jiggling cheeks of her ass.

"Oh no you don't…" she started to say as he pushed his penis down towards her as yet unseen and unviolated bottom-hole.

"Oh, but yes I do, my dear, yes I most certainly do," he hissed between clenched teeth, thrusting down with all of his considerable might and burly weight. And when he felt the puckered tender folds of her hairless and virginal asshole, he tried to cram his juice-smeared pecker right inside her rectum.

"Little girls should never be heard more than they're seen," he told her, holding himself steady so that the mushroom-shaped head of his monstrously swollen dick was wedged up tightly against her tight and narrow bottom-hole. "You should have cooperated right from the start, and then I would have added gentleness to my repertoire and we would have had a fucking ball in bed together. Now you'll just have to take your punishment, Christine."

She started cursing him, but he had her arms pinned down and no matter how hard she tried to escape, there was no way for her to remove herself from the path of his omnipresent and burning rod. He thrust down, his dick coated with cunt juice so that it was slightly lubricated, though not nearly enough to make the act of sodomizing her as painless as it might have been under other conditions.

A feverish panic-stricken cry escaped her lips as the folds of her tender little fundament were pulled back under the advancing pressure of Drew Livingston's masterful pole. He pushed forward gritting his teeth, refusing to give in and stop.

And as he thrust down his glans made its way forward, tearing open her asshole and digging slowly but confidently inside. She shuddered violently the instant she felt the way he had entered her. Her bottom hole burned feverishly, but she could do nothing to prevent Drew from easing inch after inch of hard virile meat down into place, down into the tight dry depths of her virginal rectum.

"I'm loving it," he told her with a sardonic grin, hunching forward and getting more and more aroused. He had her immobilized and pinned down and even though she continued to spastically writhe and thrash against his hairy crotch, she could no longer stop his cock from entering her poop.

He dug in, pushing forward and moaning as his hard burning shaft stretched her rectal passageway, frictioning against her dry and spongy anal walls. It was even tighter and hotter than her pussy and he loved every minute of it, thrusting agilely down until his cock was all but hidden, buried down inside of her previously rarely touched and explored fundament.

The color had drained from her face and she was groaning with genuine pain now that he had gotten his way, now that the entire length of his boner was hidden inside of her poop. His balls slapped wickedly against her upraised buns, tickling her anal furrow as he held himself steady and waited for her to come to her senses.

"Try relaxing your sphincter muscles," he said in a moment of concern. He knew he was not really damaging her physically, but his cock was of a width she no doubt had never experienced before and unless the teenager calmed down and relaxed her anal muscles, the pain would continue to mount.

She glared at him, but did as he had suggested, loosening her sphincter ring as he wiggled a bit closer, feeling the way his pubes were scratching against her bum furrow as well as the bottom edge of her naked and juice-coat muff.

That straw-hued mane of cunt fur stared him in the eye, but he had no intention of stimulating her vaginally while he worked on her asshole. Rather, he was into his own brand of pleasure, not in the least bit concerned about Christine. If anything, he really didn't want her to be enjoying herself, as she had ultimately done when he'd fucked her cunt a few minutes before.

He wanted the pain to be an inducement, a means to an end, the latter additional information she was still stubbornly withholding about his niece. So he began to really punch in and out of her shuddering poop in earnest, hammering his meaty dong back and forth with one thunderous stroke after another.

His balls ricocheted against her upraised buns and sweat poured down his chest to trickle onto her heaving jugs and dribble down towards her burning twat. Her eyes were glazed over and she kept gasping each time he stroked, moaning when he pulled searingly back and then moaning anew when he thrust eagerly forward.

Drew kept up a stead volley of pistoning motions, rocking back and forth between the girl's upraised legs. Her ass burned his meat raw, but he was loving the tightness of its all-consuming embrace, knowing that he wouldn't be able to hold out as long as he would have liked.

He was getting increasingly aroused and feverish with sexual excitement, feeling his body being propelled forward, drawn down towards the gaping and dilated opening he had made her anus become. The narrow slitted aperture was no more, replaced now by a wide gaping hole that was constantly filled with his shunting bucking dong.

Bending his head forward, he started in on her tits all over again and after half a dozen love bites, actually nibbles that were even a little bit more painful than that, Christine seemed to finally give up.

"Okay, please, just stop, no more," she gasped, having been unable to take it, unable to grow accustomed to the way her anus was being raped and savagely assaulted by his battering hammering penis.

He stopped suddenly and held himself stiff and unmoving, not about to pull out until he had gotten the truth out of the youngster. "Go on," Drew said calmly, though his heart was beating frenetically and he could feel the blood pounding hotly in his temples, not to mention his cock.

"She's… she's with Rene, that's all I know," Christine gasped, struggling to free herself from his torturous sexual hold. But her efforts were all to no avail. She could not remove herself from the searing and agonizing embrace of his cock.

He kept his pecker buried down inside of her burning and pain-filled bottom, waiting for her to tell him the rest. "She's with Rene, you say," he went on, repeating what she had just told him. "And where the hell is that supposed to be?"