Yes, he pops her cherry.

Julie’s breath caught in her throat, and she moaned loudly as a sharp pain deep inside her announced that the blackmailer had claimed her cherry. Julie's was in shock and disbelief as she felt his rigid cock slowly slide all the way into the tight confines of her throbbing snatch.

It pressed deeper and deeper, where no cock had ever been before. Waves of pleasure seized him as he gave the conservative Christian bitch every inch of his shaft. His balls slammed against her ass he bottomed out, his cock buried to the hilt in her tight sheath. Mark decided that this was going to be one of the best fucks he'd ever had.

Mark withdrew and then slammed his cock forcefully in and out of her virgin tight pussy as his hands moved over her body to squeezed her tits. She was warm and tight, and fit his shaft like glove. Her vaginal muscles clutched his cock as he thrust in and out.

He squeezed her tits and continued to furiously pound her aching snatch. There was never any question that he was going to shoot his load into her hot body. The idea of filling her womb with his steaming cum, and maybe even knocking her up, made him even more determined to fuck her brains out.

In spite of her horror at what was happening to her, Julie's body began to react to the friction of his manhood inside her and against her erect clit. Julie could feel every stroke of his cock as her juices began to coat the hard shaft, allowing him easier access to the hidden depths of her virgin womanhood.