It doesn't take long

For maybe another minute Alison fights me as I thrust into her again and again, but it does not take long for the gyrations of her hips to change from frantic attempts to dislodge me into rhythmic rocking matching the pace of my fucking. When I release her wrists, her arms encircle my neck and she clings to me moaning softly in my ear with each hard thrust.

“So hard...” Her pleading changes to a running commentary, “so big … stretching me … taking me ...” She's not exactly begging me yet, but even if she's not yet willing to say the words, her body's response is a resounding 'yes, please!' She pulls up her knees until she is bent under me almost like a frog, and in this new position I can sink even deeper into her tight sex.

I'm no longer trying to punish her with my cock, instead I turn my attention to bringing her to the climax that she so badly needs. Her whimpers and soft moans help guide me, and every once in a while I hit a hot spot and her eyes fly open and she cries out in wonder.

The top of her vagina seems to be particularly sensitive and I hook an elbow under her knee bending her up even more so that when I push into her the head of my dick scrapes along this zone.

“Oh God!” Encouraged by her response I repeat the motion again and again, the frantic pace of the first minute has changed to a more measured tempo, and I am confident know that if I can keep from losing it I'll be able to finish her off with my cock. This would be a new experience for me, Fran could only cum if she had a little extra stimulation from fingers teasing her clit as we made love, and I was eager to see this sweet, mixed up, young woman screaming in pleasure as I fucked her. Alison too can sense where this is heading her eyes close and her back arches pushing her breasts into my chest. I grab one of these firm breasts and squeeze, at first I think I gripped her a little too hard but her needy moan and the way her pussy clamps even tighter around me lets me know I'm on the right track. I use my other hand to grab a handful of her hair and grip it tightly; once again she is lost in her twisted fantasies.

“You're too strong … I can't stop you … can't stop ...” If this is how she wants it, I am willing to play along.

“That's right, Angel,” I growl into her ear as she jerks under me, “I claimed you, and now you're mine.”

“Yes!” This is the first time I hear this word, and it makes me want to cum right then and there.

“I'm taking Preacher Miller's innocent young daughter,” I grunt feeling my excitement rising, "I'm holding her down and fucking her sweet pussy,” Alison's moans are getting louder and more frantic, “I'm forcing my hard cock into her tight teen cunt!” Alison jerks under me, clearly as close as I am to her climax.

“Oh please!” She's begging as her legs straighten under me and squeeze even harder on my embedded cock. “I can't take anymore!”

“I'm taking her … making her mine … and I'm going to fill her ripe womb with my seed!” The last line seems to hit home even harder than any of the others because her eyes open once again and her whole body jerks in orgasmic spasms even as she cries out in despair.

“Nooooo…..” Her orgasm drags me with it like a spring flood sweeping everything in its path.