Chapter 12

The farm that Silk Weaver had referred to was remotely located in the back-country some ten miles north of Parksburg. Burke, a tall, pasty- faced individual with vicious eyes and limp-wrists, drove the Buick sedan. Jamey rode beside him with Lou Freed on his right, while Silk sat in back with Susan and Nadine under his constant surveillance.

Nadine couldn't restrain the tears of shame and near-terror that dribbled down her lovely young face, at last, realizing that had it not been for her going to Jamey's with him, none of this would have happened. She had betrayed her Mom with her stupid jealousy and wanton performance; now in some horrible way they were all going to pay because of her. She cuddled close to her mother whose arms were about her holding her tight against her breast, her gentle hand caressing the crown of her head soothingly.

"There, there, Baby, it's going to be all right. Don't be afraid," Susan whispered into Nadine's ear, struggling to keep her own voice level, while simultaneously her flesh cringed beneath the hot, scrawny hand of Silk Weaver that was wedged between her legs, his nails gouging the soft satiny skin of her inner-thighs in his effort to reach the nylon concealed suppleness of her genitals.

Thank God, Susan reasoned, it was dark and Nadine couldn't see his vile act, as she desperately tried to squeeze her legs tight together, imprisoning his hand to keep it from reaching its ultimate goal

"Open your legs, bitch!" he hissed into her ear, clutching and digging his nails into the tender, sensitive thigh-flesh brutally.

The pain was too overwhelming to endure, causing Susan to comply as tears of agony streamed down her own cheeks. Slowly she spread her thighs and his burning hand shot upward to clutch lewdly at the swollen little puffiness of her pubic mound and vaginal lips, squeezing and twisting with thumb and fingers through the sheer material of her panties. Then, they were tearing the thin covering to one side and she felt his cruel middle finger dig into the raw, unwanting pink flesh of her vulva, finally scraping down to the small, unreceptive mouth of her vagina and thrusting right up into her cuntal passage to the palm of his hand.

"Augh!" Susan gasped from the sharp pain of his fingernail tearing at the velvety inner-flesh as he began to worm it around wildly inside her.

"What?" questioned Nadine. "What is it, Mother?"

"N-Nothing, Baby... nothing," Susan managed, her breath hitching in her throat while Silk Weaver sniggered gleefully at the pain and debasement he was causing her.

Then, suddenly they were turning into a country lane and Susan could see the faint outline of what appeared to be a house in the moonless night. She breathed a sigh of relief as the Buick came to a stop and Silk made one last vicious plunge into her vagina, his fingertip brushing painfully against the tiny mouth of her womb before he crooked the member, hook-fashion, and jerked it out of her

"Aughhh!" Susan winced, again, biting at her lower lip as if to help her bear the minute of agony he left with her, and once more Silk laughed sadistically.

"What is it, Mother?" Nadine asked again, sitting upright and trying to see the woman in the darkness.

"Shut up and get out!" Silk snarled, opening the door to lead the way. "All of you, get out. And I warn you, don't try anything... especially you, Halo, or I'll blow your damned head off."

Meekly, the prisoners obeyed. Susan walked with her arm around Nadine who continued to cling tight to her as Burke led the way and the other two, with Jamey between them, brought up the rear. They climbed wooden steps and crossed a porch of creaky flooring, then, Burke opened the door and they saw light from inside.

A musty smell filled Jamey's nostrils as his two escorts pushed him into a narrow hallway behind Susan and Nadine. It was a farmhouse all right, and nothing more... aged, poorly furnished and dusty from lack of use. It reminded him of a hide out prop, the type often seen in cops-and-robber "B" movies. He wished to Christ that was what it was... just a story, with a director about to yell, "Cut... print it!"

Instead, they were all herded into what was probably the living room, and there in a high backed, leather chair sat Max Bovino in his inevitable dressing gown, his massive seeing-eye boxer at his feet.

"It's about time. Where in hell've you been?" the big handsome man barked.

"We didn't waste anytime, Boss," Silk replied. "Right after I called to tell you Mrs. Sheldon here was on her way to Quarrysite, we followed and sure enough, she heads for Halo's place."

"So." the blind-man said, his chin raised high as he faced straight ahead. "That's the way you work, is it, Susan? First, you lie to me about being sick, then, after I told you to stay away from that little welsher, you sneak out to see him behind my back, eh? It never occurred to you that I'd have you watched, now did it? You're just an unfaithful bitch like all the others.

"I went to Jamey's looking for my baby!" Susan snapped, holding Nadine who was trembling in utter terror, tight against her.

"Your baby... ?" Max repeated, an expression of confusion furrowing his brow. "Who the hell's she talking about, Silk?"

The hawk-faced man grinned. "Her kid, she's right here, Boss."

Max grunted. "Bring her over here," he ordered.

Silk grasped Nadine's arm and the lovely young girl tried to pull free of him as she clung to her mother.

"No! No! Take your hands off me!" Nadine cried and Jamey started to move forward.

Both Burke and Lou Freed caught him by the arms, the big ex- pug twisting one up behind him in a painful hammer-lock. "One more move out of you and I'll break it off, punk!" Freed threatened, while Jamey winced from the pain.

"It's all right, Nadine," her mother said. "He won't hurt you... don't be afraid...

Once more, Silk grabbed Nadine, only this time not so gently. "Come on, cunt," he snarled, jerking her across the room to stand before Max Bovino who slowly leaned forward and stretched out his hands.

"Come closer," said Max, spreading his legs, until when Nadine looked down she was shocked in horror to see that he was obscenely naked, his hairy loins and huge genitals completely exposed before her. She couldn't believe what her eyes were actually witnessing, and suddenly she wanted to cry out and run to her mother. But then, his hand caught her wrist and gently drew her to him, while his other big hand began to move over her face, and she realized that this was the only way he could see her.

His hands were light and gentle as suddenly they were moving over her whole body, feeling and squeezing... her breasts, her waist, her thighs, legs and buttocks, and once more the strange sensations she had experienced at Jamey's rippled through her, even as she trembled apprehensively before him.

"Christ! She's some baby, all right," said Max finally, breaking into a slow, lecherous grin. "Just my type of baby, too... A replica of her mother."

"No, Max! My God, no!" Susan exclaimed, moving forward until Silk caught her and held her fast. "Please, Max... you can't! Do what ever you like to me, but not my baby. My God, she's still a virgin..."

"Shut up, bitch!" Max spat at her. "You had your chance and you blew it. You lied and cheated on me... now, you'll pay. No one makes a fool out of Max Bovino and gets away with it..."

"Oh... please... I don't care about myself, but not Nadine," Susan begged. "My God, she's..."

"Shut up, I said!" Max snarled at her. Then, to Nadine: "Don't lie to me, kid... you a virgin?" Nadine could hardly speak. She opened her mouth and finally, a sound came.

"Well... are you, or aren't you?" Max growled at her.

"Y-Yes"

"You don't seem very damn sure of it," the blind-man said, leaning back in his chair.

"It's questionable, Boss," Silk put in. "When we got to Halo's place, he and the kid were stripping on the bed, and the little China-Doll here was about to blast one or both of 'em."

Max grinned slowly. "Jealous, eh Susan?"

"No! I was just trying to protect my daughter's virginity..."

"You don't say," the blind-man taunted. "You don't believe in that like-mother-like-daughter routine, is that it?" He chuckled to himself. "Well now, seeing there's some question about whether your a virgin or not, kid, I guess it's up to me to settle it. So... strip. Let's find out if you've been fucked. Meantime, Lou, you and Burke peel the clothes from the welsher and tie him up good. We'll get to him later."

Susan broke free of Silk and ran over to Max's chair, dropping to her knees beside it and clutching at his arm. "Please, Max, please? I beg you, don't do this thing to her. Look, I'll do whatever you say... anything... only please..."

"Mom, stop! I'm not afraid!" Nadine interrupted, her love for her mother nearly overwhelming her as she realized what this wonderful woman was tying to do to save her... and after what she, herself, had tried to do to her. Dear God! Could her Mom ever forgive her... ?

Silk moved in and took hold of Nadine. "We've wasted enough time, kid. Strip those clothes off...

"Take your filthy hands off me!" Nadine spat at him, jerking herself free, then, slowly raising her sweater up over her head.

"Oh... oh my God," Susan moaned, slumping to the floor in tears, and then Silk was jerking her to her feet.

"How about the China-Doll, Boss?" he said, grinning lewdly.

"She strips, too, Silk," the blind man replied, his bead high. "We're going to have a mother-daughter party... ain't that right, Lonny?"

At the sound of his name, the massive animal got to his feet and moved beside his master's chair to be petted, and the blind-man pulled at his ears affectionately. So, he thought to himself, now I get my revenge... in the fullest measure left to me. If only Susan hadn't crossed him it might have been different... he would've settled for just having her... but she was like all of the other cunts. He should've known more than to believe he could thrust her. Women weren't made for trusting; they were made for fucking and sucking a man's prick... and that was the extent of it. Godamn her! She'd gotten to him, too! He'd had a real feeling for her... The bitch! Now, she was going to pay... just like they all paid when they crossed Max Bovino.

"I'm ready..." Nadine said, standing defiantly naked before him, her hands by her sides, while Silk Weaver and Lou Freed stared at her deliciously firm young body with lecherous eyes, their pricks jerking in their pants.

Susan couldn't stand to look upon the degrading scene of her beautiful daughter standing bravely naked before the unscrupulous blind-man who had forced her to submit to his vile lust... yes, and even made her enjoy it, as he was about to do to her precious baby. Oh, dear God! Help us! Help us! she prayed to herself as she stripped her own panties down the long white columns of her legs and stood as nude as her daughter.

Jamey lay on the floor, completely naked and bound hand and foot, his wrists tied a second time to his knees so that he was curled into a semi-ball. Bitter gall had erupted into his throat a half-dozen times in his fear. Christ, they were never going to get out of this alive! Bovino would kill them all when he was finished with them... and that godamned queer, Burke, couldn't keep his hands off him. He looked up and saw the pasty-faced one smiling evilly down at him. The bastard had his hands all over his cock and balls when he was tying him. There wasn't much question what he had in mind...

"Come closer," Max said to Nadine, leaning forward in his chair again, reaching out his huge, sensitive hands, and she did, closing her eyes as she moved in tighter between his legs. Then, she felt his fingertips once more, lightly dancing over her trembling flesh... again, her breasts, caressing and massaging them gently, tweaking her nipples into hardness... traipsing down her ribs and over her quivering belly... her hips, her buttocks, her suddenly, hot thighs... smoothing up and down them as if he were amazed.

"Christ... you're as soft as velvet," he hissed, almost chokingly. "How old are you, kid?"

"F-Fifteen," Nadine gasped, her breathing in creasing beneath the stimulating touch of his unbelievably sensitive hands, the wild little fermentations racing through her belly and loins once more... then he was moving those hands toward her vagina! She closed her eyes tightly and lifted her chin as his fingers moved downward to taunt the silken patch of sparse young pubic hair covering her mound, this time, his finger was lightly tracing, teasing the tight pink slit of her snug pussy lips between her legs.

Nadine couldn't hold back the tiny moan that fell from her lips as she unconsciously pressed her pelvis forward and felt his middle finger trail down the length of her vaginal split, separating the soft curled strands of hair as it went, then penetrating slowly, gently, into her, massaging at the small elasticized channel mouth... finally, slipping up into the little moist opening of her maidenhead.

"Oh... oh," she gasped, looking in the direction of her mother but not seeing her... his magnificent hands were too much...

Silk Weaver had undressed and both Lou Freed and Burke were following suit. The scrawny man had moved in behind Susan, thrusting his long prick between her thighs and holding her tightly back against him, his mean hands clutching and twisting at her breasts cruelly. The pain brought tears to Susan's eyes, but her own physical agony was nothing in comparison to the degradation her beautiful daughter must be going through, she reasoned. Her poor, precious little girl, being subjected to such abusive, horrifying lechery. Why didn't God strike him dead? Damn him... Damn him...

"The kid's a virgin, all right," Max said suddenly, his finger still inserted inside her tight, moist passage, and he could feel the reaction of her strong young cuntal muscles sucking at his finger as a shudder passed over her luscious body and his huge cock jerked into an upright position.

Jamey stared at the whole wild and impossibly lewd scene, his own rod stiffening into hardness uncontrollably, and then he looked up to see the long, thick shaft of Burke jutting out from his loins and the wicked smile on his pasty-face. Suddenly, the limp-wristed bastard was walking around behind where he lay helplessly tied on the floor, balled up on his side, and he felt him dropping down behind him.

"You sonofabitch!" Jamey screamed. "I'll kill you if you try that on me! Godamn you! You filthy queer."

Silk began to laugh and maneuver Susan around where she had to watch. Nadine opened her eyes and gaped over at the two men who lay on the floor spoon-fashion... her own Jamey and the one called Burke. Dear God, Burke's thing was as stiff as an iron rod, and he was holding tightly to Jamey while he placed its ugly purple head right against his... his anus. She stared in utter disbelief as the man began to press it into Jamey, the huge knob pushing forcefully at the raised brown circle of puckered flesh...

"What's going on?" Max questioned, Nadine, placing both hands on her hips. "Tell me, what is it?"

"It's-It's the one called Burke," Nadine stammered, her lovely young eyes gaping in disbelief.

"Well, godamnit! What's he doing? Tell me before I lose patience with you, kid."

"He's... He's trying to put his thing... in Jamey."

Max chuckled. "You mean he's going to ass fuck him?"

Nadine swallowed tightly, new and more wild sensations swirling through her at the obscene sight of Burke's hardened penis now half buried in Jamey's bottom. She had heard about such things, and had always questioned the truth of them... a person wanting another of the same sex... but there was no longer any doubt in her mind. Dear God! The man's cock was all the way up Jamey's behind, and he was beginning to push and pull in and out of him in a frenzy, while Jamey whimpered and cursed.

"Godamn you! I told you to give me the picture!" Max barked. as suddenly; Silk began to force her mother down to the floor and Lou Freed had come over to help.

"Yes... yes!" Nadine replied, tears dribbling down her face at the sight of her mother being pressed down onto her face and Silk crawling on top of her back, spreading her beautiful legs and holding his foul prick lewdly in his hand. "He's ass-fucking him! Is that what you wanted to hear?" She screamed at the blind-man. "And that's what that other horrible man creature is about to do to my mother! Oh God, Mr. Bovino, stop him, stop him!"

Max chuckled. He had no intentions of stopping anything, in fact, his little vengeance-party was just beginning. But the best was yet to come... and it was time.

"Get down on your knees, Baby," he snapped. "Hurry... down, right here between my legs... 'cause you're in for the treat of your lifetime."

Nadine attempted to struggle, but he held tight to her wrists. "Oh please, Mr. Bovino... make them all stop. I'll... I'll do whatever you say... only make them leave my mother and Jamey alone."

"Down, damnit!" he snarled, applying strong pressure to her slender arms and she crumbled down on her knees, tears welling from her eyes.

"Now, raise that beautiful little ass of yours up in the air... So... is it up there?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Max grinned. "All right Lonny... now! Fuck, Lonny! Fuck!"

Nadine knelt in near-petrified, confused terror as the massive animal padded behind her, while she tried to observe the vile abuse being inflicted upon her mother. Max still held tightly to her wrists and her face was only inches away from his massive, ugly rod towering up from his hairy loins. Dear God, she didn't want to look at that horrible thing, nor that huge bag hanging between his legs... but the sheer agony she felt at seeing her mother being subjected to such sadistic, lascivious treatment was as bad. Oh Lord! Silk was trying to shove his filthy, long prick right into her Mom's beautiful bottom... and her mother was just lying there on her belly with her thighs wide-spread, her buttocks raised slightly off the floor up at him... not fighting him... just submitting to his fiendish rape! And the other one, Lou Freed... he was watching in lewd fascination... watching and waiting... Dear God! Oh! Oh! What was that?

Nadine choked back a scream, the blood suddenly icing in her veins as she felt something cold and wet slipping back between her own buttocks... then, moving downward toward the tight and completely defenseless slit of her upraised vaginal lips. She stiffened and jerked at the spasmodic, cold wet touches against her sensitive genitals, but when the great dog growled warningly, she realized it was his nose. Oh... oh... what further piece of degradation was this? He was sniffing at her as if she were another animal... a female dog in heat! She lifted her head, then realized the futility of looking up at her blind tormentor as the cold, searching nose suddenly rubbed wetly against her tiny, cringing anus.

My God! My God! What's he going to do to me? she thought, helplessly.

A split second later, she knew. His long tongue snaked out and licked wetly up and down the crevice surrounding her snug little rectum, the tip burrowing slightly into the outer, fleshy anal ring. She waggled her buttocks uncontrollably at the taunting sensation and heard the brute's responsive growl. A tremor of fear rippled over her as she reasoned that she must remain still... not antagonize him. Again, the long length of hot, moist flesh touched her and she felt him beginning to lap greedily at the tight fissure between her spread thighs. He ran his tongue fluidly through her crotch, from the snugly puckered little anus down over the clasped pink edges of her pussy, reaching to the tiny pulsing bud of her clitoris. Then, his thick lingual member had opened her, spreading through her soft, sparsely fleeced vaginal lips like a honed blade through butter. It laved relentlessly between her opened thighs, pausing only occasionally to lunge in a curl into the tight mouth of her chaste vagina. Oh Lord, she couldn't believe what was happening, nor the effect it was having on her. She stared over at her mother who was now lying on her back on top of Silk and she saw his cock thrust right up her beautiful mother's soft, round buttocks. His scrawny hands clutched and dug into the satiny flesh of her belly, while she lay obscenely sprawled, her lovely head almost draping over his shoulder, her mouth open, her eyes clenched tightly shut, and the ugly one they called Lou Freed was kneeling between her widespread legs, his heavy prick in his hand as he steered it toward the opened pink flesh of her moist vulnerable cunt! Oh Lord, God! They were both going to... to fuck her at the same time! Oh... Oh... why didn't Jamey help her?

She strained to see him, and did. Burke was still spooned right up tight to his buttocks, his perverted prick buried. in the depths of poor Jamey's unprotected rectum... only... only... Burke had untied Jamey's wrists from his knees and the foul man had his hand wrapped around Jamey's stiff penis, pumping it furiously as he plunged into his rectum, and... and Jamey wasn't fighting him either! His eyes were closed, his mouth slack, and he was thrusting his buttocks back against Burke's horrible, skewering rod of flesh.

Oh, in heaven's name! What was happening to all of them? She couldn't believe her own eyes, nor the grunts and groans of ecstasy that were suddenly filling her ears. Were they all going mad?

But then, at that very moment she, too, groaned aloud as Lonny's incessantly probing tongue shot into the tight moist channel of her vagina to graze her maidenhead, squirming into her like a scared lizard, ravishing her exposed vaginal orifice mercilessly. And at that precise moment, unknown, wild, galvanic sensations burst inside her and she whimpered loudly as she involuntarily lowered her face and lips to the naked flesh of Max Bovino's hard thigh.

The blind-man had waited patiently. He'd known it would come. None of the bitches he'd ever submitted before Sir Launcelot could resist him for long, say nothing of this little virgin. The godamned trained-brain cur was more of a lecher than he'd ever been. Max could sense the rapid change taking place in the little cunt; Lonny was setting her off in a manner she never dreamed possible. It was time now, really time.

"Now, Lonny! Fuck, boy You hear? Fuck!"

Nadine felt as if she were in some strange befogged coma of rapture. Her loins and belly had begun to churn warmly, alive with atom-like prurient tingles she had never thought existed. Neither her mother nor Jamey could any longer claim a place in her mind, even though she tried desperately to think of them, but the beautiful animal's tongue had licked and stroked all superfluous things into near-oblivion. She was lost in her own enchantment.

Susan groaned audibly as she lay on top of Silk Weaver, he, outstretched beneath her, her back tight against his stomach and chest, her legs splayed out obscenely on the outside of his, while his massive, throbbing cock was interred to its entirety up into the very recesses of her bowels. She was helplessly impaled, as though sitting on a giant pulsating stake of torture. She tried to think of Nadine, but the pain wouldn't permit it. Her mind wouldn't function.

"You filthy, stuck-up cunt!" Silk hissed into her ear degradingly as Lou Freed crawled on top of her, ruthlessly forcing his legs between Silk's and her own, brutally expanding her thighs even further apart and grasping his swollen, stone-hard cock to guide it quickly into the moist, stretched channel of her open vagina. "How does my cock feel rammed right up your tight asshole, eh, you bitch?"

"Ooooohhhhhh!" Susan groaned, the hawk-faced man's words falling against unhearing ears as Lou Freed's massive prick slithered lizard-like up into her cuntal passage until she felt his balls smack heavily against the spread cheeks of her buttocks, joining the other invading phallus in- bedded deep in her ass. She wailed loudly, both in agony from the pain and the debased shame, caught between these two evil, lust-filled men who were raping her mercilessly with their enormous, angry pricks thrust deep into her soft, tender body, with only the slightest wall of flesh between rectum and vagina separating their hard, fleshy shafts

Jamey Halo was watching it all from his unbelievably debased position, refusing to let him self believe that he could ever come to enjoy the depraved sodomy he was being submitted to, while at the same time, the queer bastard was clutching and pumping his cock until he thought it would shatter any minute. Yet, he had to marvel in wide-eyed lust at Freed's prick fucking into Susan's hot, moist hole with unbelievable fury, while Silk's bony loins plunged up and down, lifting them right off the floor... in and out of her tight asshole with sadistic, vicious strokes... both of them finally falling into a rhythmic tempo that buffeted her between them smoothly, and the dual-fucked Susan lay limp and sandwiched like some rubber dummy, moaning continuously at the outrageous, ravishment of her defenseless crotch. Christ... it was something to see!

The glistening pair of thick pricks were ramming into her lewdly stretched passages like pile-drivers, and his own inflamed, lust-glazed eyes stared excitedly at the lengthy, wet cocks, moist from her cuntal secretions, fucking like crazy in an harmonious cadence into her.

Sonofabitch! The ramming cock in his own ass, along with the queer's jerking of his prick was setting him off! He never would've believed it could happen... but it was... and it was good, good!

He gaped at the frayed, coral edges of Susan's pussy being extracted with Lou Freed's huge prick on the backstroke, and disappearing back inside when he thrust deep into her belly. The same sight caught his eye with Silk's vicious cock sucking down out of her, tugging the tight ridges of her hungrily clasping asshole with it, then fluidly soaring back up into her as he heaved up ward until his balls were wedged tightly into the cleft of her beautiful, yielding ass-cheeks

But Christ almighty What was happening to Nadine? She was on her knees between Bovino's open legs and the godamned dog was mounting the spread moons of her firm young ass that he'd almost gotten to, paws wrapping around her waist as if the beautiful girl were its mating bitch... and he could see the glistening, scarlet dog-prick slipping from its huge sheath, dripping freely, its tapered point jerking and dancing as the brute hunched in close to her, endeavoring to bury the pink, lean tip and the thickening shaft into her young, virginal body! Shit, the godamned fucking beast was going to get her cherry!

Nadine felt her belly constrict while she knelt in a fearful, half-mesmerized daze; she sensed Launcelot mounting her, his soft furry body crowding in toward her trembling buttocks, his forelegs clutching at her hips powerfully. His beautiful tongue had rekindled the wild sensations in her young, unviolated loins... sensations she had first felt at Jamey's, but even more-so now than from Jamey's short and gentle ministrations, and she found herself sobbing when she looked back, shifting her quaking, round ass cheeks in an effort to try and capture the lengthening animal prick. Oh Lord, she wanted the long slippery organ inside her... had to have it inside her to quell the insane tingling spasms that were continually increasing within her chaste young pussy!

Intrinsically, she reached down between her wide spread thighs, grasping the wet shaft and causing Lonny to half-growl, half-whimper, while she tried to place the pointed nozzle at the tiny mouth of her passion-flushed, moist vaginal opening, hardly realizing what she was doing in her bewildered, sensuous coma.

Immediately, the great animal thrust and Nadine screamed!

"Eeeeiiiggggghhhhhhh!" she cried out in shocked disbelief, then with a twisting lurch tried to shake the impaling rod of animal flesh out of her pierced cunt as the total agony of his feral assault raced madly from the core of her body to her brain. The goring spear had ripped her wide open, she knew, and the blood was streaming from her! She'd felt the thin membrane of her hymen give way before the ferocious onslaught with a renting stab of pain, and she was certain the brute had torn the horribly expanded little opening of her vaginal hole!

But her efforts to free herself were in vain, for Lonny's fierce growl filled her ears while his hairy forepaws clutched possessively at her waist, thrusting, thrusting, spreading her virginal passage open wider and wider as he hammered his long animal-cock deep up inside her tight, pulsing, hot channel.

Jamey watched in lascivious fascination, while the perverted, pasty-faced Burke continued to ream his back passage and pump savagely at his rod, gawking in amazed lust as the thick, scarlet canine shaft slithered forward with a wet charge until it was sunk almost to the hilt, the dog's hairy black balls swinging beneath Nadine's damp, hair-lined crotch. He watched the animal buck frenziedly at the moaning girl's lovely, trembling buttocks, attempting to skewer her onto the last remaining inches of the still growing pole of his huge glistening cock...