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The man grabbed Aryn's arm again and pulled her away towards a darkened alley. He gave no signs of stopping as he jerked her towards the wooden wall at the end of the alley. The butcher glanced back towards the opening to the alley before unfastening his pants.

Aryn was trembling as the angry giant pulled out his massive cock. No matter how terrified she was, she couldn't help feeling her panties dampen at the sight of his gargantuan organ. He looked down and smiled at the shaking girl before tearing away the corse fabric of her dress, revealing no bra and plain white undergarments.

It didn't take much for him to get it up. Tearing away her soaked panties, he shoved her into the wall, banging her head against the hard wooden boards. Pain shot through Aryn's body, from both her head and her pussy as the butcher buried his dick deep in her body.

The tears that had been building up finally began to flood as her prized virginity was torn from her. Aryn felt every one of the man's movements as he fucked her like a doll.

She felt his 10 inch cock slide fully in and fully out of her unprepared cunt. She felt his hot, disgusting breath trailing down her neck and stopping near her tits. She felt his grimy nails digging into her wrists. It wasn't until his beer-gut hit her flat stomach hard, that she realized she had been holding her breath.

She let out the air and then gasped in pain when he let go of one of her wrists to put his hand in her hair. Still moving his dick in and out rapidly, Aryn struggled against his grasp. She almost cried with relief when he dropped her wrists and wrestled her to the ground, mounting her and sucking on her nipples. He trailed his slimy tongue up her tits, up her neck and darted his tongue into her ear. Despite herself, Aryn felt a tingling in her pussy. Suddenly, the butcher's cock swelled up and Aryn cried out in pain as he pumped his seed into her belly.

"How was that bitch? Not like anything you've had before, I hope." He gasped, recovering from screwing Aryn like a whore. He stood, reared into his pocket, flipped a coin in Aryn's direction and then walked back towards his stall, fastening his pants as he walked.