Belle's mother intervenes

Shocked into action by the sight of the huge, dirty cock about to deflower her only child, Belle's mother Ella cried out, her voice wavering as it broke the silence. "Please! No! Take me instead!"

Belle began to try to sit up at the sound of her mother's voice as the Lyncher between Belle's legs laughed loudly, but Lisa shook her head at the young woman. Placing a hand on Belle's shoulder to keep her in place, Lisa told her softly, "Relax, I won't let her interfere."

Lisa nodded to the man swinging his cock in front on Belle's face who quickly followed her lead and gently placed a hand on the young woman's other shoulder, encouraging her to remain still. This resulted in his cock and balls swinging even closer over Belle's upturned face, her attention drawn to the unfamiliar sight as she breathed in his masculine musk deeply.

Lisa strode over to the older woman, gripping her by the arm and dragging her a few steps closer to the lewd display. Stepping behind her, Lisa angled Ella into position, giving her a close up view of her daughter's quivering virgin cunt and the thick throbbing cock that was about to claim it. "Wishin' that were you now love?" Lisa asked the woman in a whisper. "Sight got ya all hot n' bothered?"

"No...no!" came Ella's muted response, "Please... don't let those foul men hurt my baby."

Lisa purred softly as she responded. "They ain't plannin' to hurt her none love... don't ya see? She wants this much as they do." Lisa nodded towards Belle's quivering slit. "More tent there than a tribe of injuns." She added with a chuckle as her hands began to wander over Ella's body.

Ella stiffened under Lisa's touch, the Lyncher's slut going straight for her breasts which as expected sported rock hard nipples. Ella gasped.

"What's this then?" Lisa asked in mock surprise. "Getting a little excited are we, mommy?"

"No... noo, please. Stop this, leave her be." Ella begged but Lisa merely intensified her groping. The poor mother was too terrified to do anything beyond her rather pathetic protest given the presence of so many Lynchers, so as Lisa held her from behind, groping her matronly tits, she gave the lucky bandit the nod. Lisa felt Ella stiffen as they both watched Belle's tight slit begin to stretch around the fat head of the bandit's cock, a gasp coming from the young woman as she felt herself open to the brute.

They all knew what came next...