He needs to make a good christian woman out of her.

"Wait!" she says instinctively, "Aren't you supposed to spill seed?" she's completely confused and looks at him quizzically. "Doesn't it hurt if we start and you don't... finish?" He laughs at her complete ignorance, even if there's truth in it. "Yeah, but you're gonna want to save yourself for the big day, right?"

He takes a peak out of the door before closing and locking it behind him. "And If I don't cum, it doesn't count. You can eat my ass all you want, and be a pure little princess for daddy." She pouts out of pure annoyance at this characterization. "Didn't you confess your undying love to me like 5 minutes ago?" He scratches the back of his head. "I was kinda hoping you just forgot about that." he says "Not exactly one for the hallmark cards."

"What do you mean?" she says in a way the betrays her fear, "You didn't mean it?" He looks back at her in surprising solidarity "No, I meant every word. But telling the folks at Easter supper, YO, MR. FAIRBOURN. I CONFESSED MY LOVE FOR YOUR DAUGHTER AFTER I GOT HER LIQUORED UP AND PUT MY ELEPHANT DICK IN HER HANDS!"

He prances around an imaginary dinner-table, high-fiving nobody. "That's so romantic, Phillip! Why can't we be like that!" swapping roles "Not everybody can have elephant dick, Sarah." he turns back to her "Don't they send you e-mails about that, you just gotta pay $29.99 a bottle now."

He plops onto the bed next to her. "Christ, I fucked this up so bad." She looks at him not sure what to make of what she'd just seen, but the end result seems to be a regretful man with his head in his hands. "Sometimes you think too much, Malcolm." she rests her chin on his pectoral muscle which, in this moment, she wishes was just a bit softer.

He looks back into her comforting eyes. "You were honest, and you were right. I'm a big girl now." She twirls her fingers around his nipple as she considers her words carefully. "You make it sound like you're some kinda bad person who used me. But you're not." She licks across it seductively, "I can't stay pure forever. So much of my life is going to be decided in such a short amount of time and I was lost, Malcolm."

She kisses her way up his neck "God put you here to show me the way. To show me what I could have. Give me a clear choice." She grasps onto his manhood, and this time it wasn't so alien, this time it felt right in her hands.

"Malcolm Jamal Septavius Caldwell LeRay-Ray Lee..." she pauses long enough for him to get through the chuckle. "That's not even close, and really racist, just so you know." he says with more than a hint of vulnerability in his voice. She rises and straddles him, she reaches to take his hand, but he willingly gives them both to her. "I want your elephant cock to fill me right here, with your biblical seed." She places his hands on her naked belly. His eyes grow wide as saucers, "But you could get pregnant, your pops will kill me, I've got a condom..."

She slaps him across the face harshly, ire all over her face. "Devil's wrappers won't ever be mentioned again! I am not a slut!" he swallows hard at her forcefulness, "Yes, ma'am." Her rage disappears quicker than it came. "Good, now stop being a bad boy, and prove what you said was true!"

She leans down, and it isn't until this moment that she realizes she's never kissed him. Quickly, she rectifies that, mashing her lips into his. Running her tongue across his teeth and lips, in a way that betrays both her passion and her novice.

He takes control, flipping her onto her back and using his thicker lips to dominate the coupling. Soon he licks lightly at her soft lips that still tastes resplendently of apples. She sucks his tongue through her teeth and begins to wrestle it, in a feudal attempt of bringing it to submission. He runs his hand across her face, bringing her hair behind her ear as she breathlessly mashes against him.

Then he rises pinning her down with his weight, straddling her. "So little miss sunshine, wants the big ole black boi to rob her of her lil red maidenhood and make her a cotton-picken nigga lova?" He says cartoonishly, bringing his hand down behind him, inserting just his off-middle into her fairly wet sex. He runs his hand across the membrane of her hymen. "People die for this stupid thing, it's just a flap of skin, and people die over it." he scoffs "Girls deny themselves so much to preserve this, they let men use it to control them. They look at her differently if she doesn't have this stupid flap of skin." He takes a deep breath, "It's fucked up."

Meanwhile, she struggles under him. Lost in the feeling of the foreign object touching her in her most intimate place. Looking for something to take her mind off of it. She reaches out and grabs at his erect swinging prick and strokes it. He grinds his palm into her moist clitoral hood. He flexes the muscles in it, trying to move it around like a joystick while he carefully explores her insides. Soon he risks his middle-finger and discovers it's no threat to ruining what's to come.

The moisture builds, and she begins to moan and convulse under him. Finally, she confronts the eight-hundred pound gorilla in the room. "How is that thing, going to fit inside me? I can barely take two of your fingers" He laughs gutterally at her realization, "Honestly, it's gonna hurt. But if you trust me, it'll only hurt a minute." He uses his free hand to run his finger down her nose. "After cervixgate, dad gave me some advice. And it's worked so far."

She nods at him submissively. "Then I want you in me! Please, I want you to put it in." He shifts his weight off the bed in a motion stroking himself firmly, making sure he has as much blood as possible in both chambers. He looks back at him as he pulls her to the end of the bed and lifts her legs out of the way.

He rubs her cleft with his bulbous head and her head rolls back. "Oh, god help me!" she says as he press it in just enough to gently pry at her opening. "Are you sure, I don't want to have to see a doctor." he stays stoic as he gets her to roll her head back by running himself along her exposed clitoris.

"You're going to be fine, trust me." he grabs her hand and squeezes. And then he slides his head into her canal. He pushes firmly, and consistently, but he doesn't ever **** the issue. "OH IT'S HAPPENING! OH, GOD!" tears roll down her cheeks but she bares down, "GET IT ALL IN! GET EVERY INCH IN MY FUCKING PUSSY!"

He feels her cervix palpate with every deep-sucking breath she takes. He gives her room to embrace her carnality and work through the pain. The mistake here is to **** her to take it before her flesh yields, and thrusting now will allow her to contract on withdrawal and she could bruise or worse, tear, on the next thrust.

The pressure is intense, as was the feeling of her hymen giving way. This is his first real virginity, Patti lost hers riding horses, at least that's what she told him. He has no reason to doubt her, but the fact remains, this is an unexpectedly pleasant treat. "I'M A SLUT, NOW! I'M GONNA BE RUINED FOR WHITE DICKS!" she's hyperventilating, and she's swearing like a drunken sailor. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! SHIT! SHIT! DAMN IT!"

He breaks the three-quarters point and sees himself just under her bellybutton on every exhale. "You'll still feel white dick, it's the poor asian dicks you gotta feel bad for." She lets out a maniac laugh as she looks up at him. "You have no idea how intense this is." he replies back "And you have no idea how soft you're cervix is today."

He grabs at his base and wiggles himself, just a bit, and then pop, his balls are pressed against her rear snugly. He leans down and kisses her left lobe, whispering in her ear. "You did it, it's all fun from here."

He slowly bucks his hips to a smooth and gentle rhythm, savoring the sensations, she's not even on the same planet until he props her head up with two pillows, and drinks her lips back into his.

She's barely conscious, just looking at his cock deeply molding her to his shape in amazement. Time moves on in a protracted slowness. Both in an ecstasy they have never experienced before. A bead of sweat drips down his sculpted abs and falls perfectly into her bellybutton. She cums at the symbolism, her eyes rolling back in her head.

She bites down on his face hard enough to leave dents forensic examiners could use to identify the victim, and then hoarsely demands her prize. “He who sows sparingly will also reap sparingly, and he who sows bountifully will also reap bountifully. So let each one give as he purposes in his heart, not grudgingly or of necessity; for God loves a cheerful giver.” He grunts deeply, "Genesis?" he guesses, "Corinthians" she corrects. "Well, I'm always a cheerful giver."

As he bottoms out he feels how fertile she is, her cervix yields now every-time with no objection, wanting every drop he has. As much as he wants to go balls-deep and maximize his chances, he chokes the urge down, and looks to limit the damage.

With this he leans back and channels the tightness in his scrotum. He strokes hard, "OH, FUUUUUUUUCK!" he moves his hand and she looks on in total submission. "Oh, fill me!" She gets out as she feels his warm, sticky sperm shoot out into her. "Don't waste any, I need it all!"

With a warm pop, the seal she was trying to keep is broken and cum gushes out across her anus, drooling from his prick. Both spent, they collapse, barely manage to make it back onto the bed. Completely ignorant of the mess they've made.