Peter could wait no longer.
"This wasn`t what I had planned but it is perfectly acceptable. Misty, please guide me in."
Peter Hopkins shuffled forward, and Misty aimed his long curving prick directly at Cara`s sopping wet hole.
That`s it Misty," gasped Peter. "Pull my foreskin back. I want that fat cockhead completely covered in her juices."
He edged forward, his grossly swollen knob gently parting the rolled lips of her pussy and beginning to stretch her unused fuck tube.
"Can you feel it Cara?" He panted. "Can you feel my cock pushing inside you? Does it feel big?"
Cara nodded eagerly. It really did feel big, and she marvelled at how her pussy was stretching to accommodate it. She felt him bump uncomfortably against her hymen and she lunged backwards desperate to impale herself on the throbbing shaft, only for Peter to pull back and ride her lunge.
"Not yet my sweet little virgin. Your hymen belongs to me, not you."
He moved shallowly in his narrow purchase testing her hymen with each push. He contented himself with this for a while, until he could no longer restrain himself. He butted his cock firmly against her taut hymen.
"It`s now time for you to become a woman, you degenerate little bitch." He growled, taking her by the hips and driving his thick cock straight through her hymen and deep into the hot swampy depths of her cunt.
Cara screamed and bucked, inadvertently driving even more of his cock into her pussy. The pain was indescribable. There was a white hot flash behind her eyes, and a sickening tearing sensation between her legs, and then she was full.
Misty positioned herself on the bed and wrapped her legs around Cara`s head, pulling her face down onto the waiting pussy. Peter Hopkins nodded in delight as Cara`s lapping tongue found her throbbing clit and Misty groaned with pleasure.
Peter was moving now, alternating quick shallow thrusts with deeper penetrating ones, stretching and widening the slick velvety channel still further.
The initial blast of pain was now easing into a dull ache, and Cara began to push back, her desire returning with a vengeance. She buried her face in Misty`s pussy, eliciting gasps of pleasure as she lapped and sucked at the sensitive fleshy folds.
Peter was coming. Despite all of his best efforts, Cara`s clinging cunt was bringing him off. He seized her by the hips, pulling her back onto his immense prick as the hot spunk raced along his quivering shaft and exploded into her clasping pussy, coating the battered and bruised walls of her cunt with his thick viscous fluid.
Cara was coming too. Brought to orgasm by the feeling of warm spunk spattering heavily into her needy, spasming cunt.
As he emptied the last of his spunk into her, Peter Hopkins watched Cara`s asshole pulse and flex as she worked through her orgasm. There was still a small pot of cream left from the last batch. He must get Misty to fetch it for him.
The End
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