I punched my blood smeared prick in deep.

Her tender cherry suddenly split. Pain like a fiery dagger lanced in. Callie screamed, her body writhing. She felt the sting and heat of her own blood flowing and it smeared my throbbing cock when I drew back. "You aren't a virgin anymore," I gasped. "You might as well relax and enjoy the rest."

"Enjoy it? How can I enjoy having my flesh torn? I hate sex. It hurts! I'll never let another man touch me as long as I live!"

"Oh, I doubt that;" Rachel said. "Show her how good a big cock can feel. Fuck her slow and easy at first."

"I'm in no mood to fuck slow and easy. Seeing how hot she was when I eat her, I'm going to fuck her brains out!" I punched my blood smeared prick in deep and twisted it.

Callie screamed, her arms straining. Rachel had trouble holding her. I humped back and spiked her again. "Hhhmmm, I just love a tight and tender young pussy. You should feel how it slithers and squirms," I told her mother.

"Just remember who her mom is," the secretary in accounting said. "I will! For a virgin like this, I'll kiss your ass if you want!"

"Hhhmmm, that might be fun later."

"This is a fucking ****!" Callie wailed in despair. Tears flooded down her cheeks each time she took one of my fierce thrusts. My big cock felt like a wedge being hammered in to split her cunt. She gasped sounds of anguish and moaned as the pain spread in her belly. Her nerves jangled and her muscles strained in heated torment.

I showed no mercy for her obvious signs of distress. In fact, I enjoyed the distortions that wracked her pretty face. I could feel the same kind of wringing torment in her cunt. Callie's ruptured cherry sparked with pain every time my cock drilled in or drew back. Her pussy felt like an open wound and my prick must have carried traces of salt. She shivered and moaned and prayed that she would pass out.