Mr Lodge takes his present

"Veronica, help me move her!" Mr. Lodge quickly unties the straps holding Betty to the X-shaped cross. "I want to see her face when I take her."

Betty, her knees weak after her massive orgasm, can barely stand. Once freed, she is pulled across the floor and laid over the heavy wooden table that filled the center of the room. Veronica grabs her friend's wrists, pulls them over her head, and bind them to the top of the table. Betty's ass sits just at the opposite edge of the table.

Mr. Lodge spreads the blond girl's legs wide and pulls them up over his shoulders. Betty looks down her naked body. Mr. Lodge waits just above her pussy, his huge, hard cock stands straight up. He begins rubbing the monster right through Betty's wet, slick slit.

"Please, no...." The helpless girl continues to beg for mercy. Her pleas seem to make the evil man even more gleeful.

"What a lovely birthday present, my dear." Mr. Lodge smiles at his naked daughter. "Would you like a new sport's car."

Betty couldn't believe her ears. Her friend had given her to her father in exchange for a new car. Is that what her virginity was worth?

Betty yelped in pain. Mr. Lodge had reached up, captured both her small, pink nipples between his bony fingers and twisted them hard. He wanted her full attention. Holding the shaft of his cock steady, he pressed the swollen, round head between Betty's wet pussy lips. Slowly, the man's cock eased into her virgin hole. He stopped when his cock came to the tender barrier.

"Please, don't..." Tears ran down Betty's face.

Mr. Lodge smiled across at Veronica. His daughter was busy rubbing her well-fucked pussy, working to get off again. He shifted his gaze down to the helpless blond who lay spread across the table. She ws going to bring him so much pleasure.

Mr. Lodge drove his cock down hard. It burst through Betty's fragile hymen and rammed all the way down into her belly; he could feel his cockhead pressed against the girl's womb. He wondered if she was fertile today.

Betty screamed in pain. No one was going to come to her rescue.

"Betty, you belong to me." Mr. Lodge reached down ans gently stroked the girl's nipples. "You may as well learn to enjoy this."