Of course not!

The sudden pain of her cherry popping was excruciating despite the **** that coursed through her body. The fleshy long rod invading was splitting her in two. Her convulsing inner walls were wedged apart as each inch of her ****'s cock drove deeper. A powerful orgasm swept through poor Emily's body crashing like waves onto the shoreline. Emily's toes were curled tightly against the balls of her feet as she tried to resist the incredible pleasure being **** upon her. The poor girl's body was twisted in the sick parody of lovemaking forcing her back into an arch. Another wave of euphoria followed as her body shuddered against her will. The pleasure was too much for the former virgin to withstand.

"Nuh no! No! Oh! Ahhhhhh! Please! Ahhhhhh! Nuh nuh nuh," Emily's cries were like music to her viewers' ears. The many voyeurs watching her humiliation continued to cum at the sight of her mind breaking. Her every groan and plea only drew the viewers in more as nasty comments about how Emily was going to be knocked up for sure streamed across the chat bar.

Samantha could barely hold the camera steady. The debasement before her was stimulating beyond measure; she had only dreamed of this possibility. Emily's surrender to Andrew as he sat there with his cock inside her formerly pristine pussy for all to see. Slowly, Andrew drew back dragging his cock against Emily's inner walls. Emily was still to scared by the experience; her body unable to relax and instead clamping tightly to the invader. The screams of ecstasy and bitter acceptance filled the air like a chorus praising Andrew for the violation. Each inch allowing her poor pussy to shrink back only be stretched again by Andrew's insistent thrusts.

Overwhelmed by Emily's tightness and his own inexperience, Andrew could not last long unleashing a torrent of sperm into the girl's abused canal. The swimmers were guaranteed to find their mark though Andrew had no idea of his success. For now, he was basking in the glow of the spasming girl beneath him who was unable to separate her pleasure from her shame. Emotions mixed within Emily's breast as she lay there broken and claimed for life. Tears streamed down her face ruining her makeup and leaving her looking like a mess. She could barely comprehend what had happened to her, how much her body had enjoyed the ****, and the growing dread that Andrew had sealed her fate.

Unable to rise, Emily couldn't see Samantha zooming in on Emily's dripping quim. Andrew's sperm leaked out and dripped down onto Emily's prized dress staining it as much like she had been defiled. The outer lips were quivering ever so slightly though the flesh was stained with her maiden's blood.

"Well, that was fun, ready for round two," Samantha asked Emily her tone mocking. She brought around the camera to focus on the poor girl's face.

Emily's eyes opened wide as she realized Samantha was filming her. Was she filming the whole time?