All the way-he breeds her

As soon as Abi closed the door, she felt herself pulled and then pushed onto her knees, Ahmed then pushed her shoulders down until her face was squashed against the chair, she managed to turn her head to the side enabling her to breathe; then, his hands went to her thighs, he spread her bottom, pulling her towards him, her glistening, open cunt available and accessible. Abi had been ready to give herself but he wanted no more delays; intimacy could come later. He wanted to fuck and claim her; she felt him open her hole with his hands, spreading her and then she felt him; his cock head, kissing, then pushing in her; she clenched her teeth, and pushed back on him; she closed her eyes, and gripped the chair arms with all her might; his cock felt big, thick, heavy, penetrating and subduing.

She felt his warm breath on her back; he whispered triumphantly, exultantly ‘fuck yes’ then he exhaled slowly, a low, deep dominant bass rumbling through him, into her. She delighted in his defeat of her; she was powerless beneath him and adored him for it; he pushed himself further in her, she yelped, then screamed as she his fat cock stretched her tight cunt; she panicked, she was going to be damaged; her vagina couldn’t accommodate him, she tried to escape, to pull away, to protect herself; his strong hands restrained her, her managed and controlled her. He moaned with pleasure and roared with hunger. Her head was shoved down, and he thrust further in; her tearing exquisiteness generating a discharge of thundering paradise in her; the pain electrified her, she was soaking, juices squirted but were met with his potent bulk, until he withdrew momentarily, soaking both her and him with her pinkish/red fluid. She shook, her legs weakened by her quaking bliss; she lovingly caressed her taut teats, huge and protruding; the touch of her gentle fingers on her sensitive nipples spine-tingling and enchanting her, but he pushed her hands away and gripped and squeezed her pinkness, more roughly and violently; another thrust into her, her tender nipples pinched and her neck bitten; out of her his cock went and then rammed back in, balls deep now, winded and shaking she was driven forward but he pulled her back, again a cannon of a cock rammed in, again she was propelled, again he held her.

She was helpless and confused, manipulated and in paradise. Her shoutingnow was as much in ecstasy as it was in pain. He was too big, too rough and far too strong but it was such joy, such rapture that she succumbed to him, offering only submission, her body wishing only to provide him with what it sought. She allowed herself to be positioned, manipulated and completely and utterly fucked senseless. She babbled senselessly, purred and she grunted with each onslaught.

Ahmed held her in position to allow optimum entry; she was beautifully white, pure as snow, tight but deliciously lubricated. He gloried in the red marks his hold on her left; the contrast of his Somali skin against her pale english whiteness was delicious. With each plunge inside, he felt himself building to his swelling and his view of her, his christian girl kneeling, quivering, shaking with utter joy and defeat to him, stirred in him the beginnings of the discharge which he had to overwhelm her with. She was impaled on him, his to use and enjoy, she was soaking, sore, tender and penetrated; she was bloody and his; she was being prepared and despite her exhaustion, she knew it. She felt his hands grip her shoulders, she felt him quiver and shake; his thrusts momentarily halted then tottering; his cock buried in her and then he roared and she felt it, warm, immediately loading in her-he pushed against her further, she felt him jerking, ejaculating inside, flooding her, and she lost control again, colours dominating her vision, her legs buckling under him; she moaned and whimpered her pleasure.

Another jerk, another tremor, another vice-like grip on her shoulders and another flood of semen shot into her; then another and she screamed and shouted with joy and delight; he could do whatever he wanted with her, absolute euphoria soaked her. Ahmed squeezed his last drops inside her and kissed her right ear tenderly and lovingly. This christian girl was tamed, conquered and his to do whatever he wished with her. Even in that overwhelming moment, having just fucked a beautiful virgin, a half century his junior, he reflected on how **** they were, these english girls, and how fortunate Abi was that it was he who had opened and unwrapped her.

The beginnings of an idea were born then, when his cock remained in her, spent and unloaded. She lay in front of him, invaded, pierced, flooded and joyously satisfied; she was as yet unable to recognise the impact on her life of the past hour or so.

Her withdrew his dripping cock and had her suck it, while he stroked her beautiful, long copper coloured hair. She sucked on it contentedly like a baby. He sat on the chair, she on her knees, his cock in her mouth, kissing and licking it; drops of his semen coating her lips, on her chin and seeping out of her flooded cunt and trickling slowly down her thigh. They remained in these positions for a good while, allowing themselves to enjoy each other in a less frenzied, more tender manner before she would have to leave him and return to her parents.