Eating Betty

Betty couldn't believe what was happening. First her friend and rival, Veronica had somehow **** her, stripped her, tied her up, presented her to Mr Lodge, and then Mr Lodge had actually had sex with his own daughter. And Veronica enjoyed it! Now, Mr Lodge expected her to have sex with him. Well, it wasn't going to happen. She was a good girl and good girls saved their most precious gift for their husband.

"No! It's not right! I'll never!" Betty shook her head in protest.

The blond girl was actually surprised to see Mr Lodge smiling. Maybe this was a test to see if she really was a good girl.

"Marvelous! I was hoping you would resist." Mr Lodge took a step forward, he reached out, his fingers captured Betty's small, pink nipples. He twisted the sensitive buds hard.

Betty screamed. Her scream was both pain and terror. She struggled against the leather straps that held her fast. She watched in even greater terror as Mr Lodge removed a bolt holding the wooden device on which she was tied. The entire device rotated down so that the blond cheerleader was quickly spread level with the floor and waist high.

"I love the taste of virgin cunt!" Betty cried out again as Mr Lodge's mane of white hair disappeared between her legs.

"Oh, god! No!" Betty called out in desperation. Veronica's father was licking her totally exposed privates. She could feel the man's tongue wiggle into her slit; she could feel her own juices begin to flow.

Mr Lodge gave equal attention to Betty's luscious pussy and her small, rising clit. The girls, still protesting, was beginning to squirm. Her pussy tasted like heaven. He wanted more; and he took what he wanted!.

Betty was whimpering and crying now. She begged Veronica to stop this outrage. She promised never to tell anyone if they let her go now. She appealed to everything they had shared.

Suddenly, Betty's cries changed. Her body was betraying her. From deep within her belly, wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her body. She was now quaking and shivering. Her breathe became shallow. She was panting and moaning.

Mr Lodge, his face coated with Betty's cum juices, stood up and watched the girl's body shake as the orgasm overpowered her. His cock, still rock hard, was ready. Betty's pussy was ready. It was time to make this cunt his own.