'Oh, God, noooooo!'
She sobbed out her weak and futile protest as the cool air from an open window rushed over her bare skin and brought her back to semi-consciousness. A groan escaped from her lips as again the full realization of her position flickered through her mind. God they could do just anything to her, for they had obviously not absorbed a single standard or value that her father had tried to teach them in all these years!
'Oooohhhhh!'
Julie jerked forward when Balloo's middle finger thrust between her thighs into the soft protective folds of the young flesh surrounding her cunt. His fingers searched patiently for a moment and their found their velvety quarry. She cringed before his initial touch, the soft resilient cheeks of her ass hardened and clenched tightly together, trapping his probing hand between them.
'Hold on to thees white bitch, Dawak. She fights me,' he gasped, twisting his hand to pry her asscheeks open again. 'She is very tight.'
'Thees is the first fuck, hey you, I betcha!' Dawak interrupted. 'Thees is the first man, I betcha!'
'What Enhar did, his finger makes hole if it was no hole before. Cannot tell if first man,' Balloo grunted as he pushed his arm forward to break the death lock that her ass had on his hand.
Julie understood that they were discussing her virginity. If it were anyone else, she might have tried to stop them out of mercy for her virgin state, but she knew it would do no good to ask savages like this for such mercy. They might just make it harder for her out of spite and brutal savage pleasure.
Balloo gave one last hard push with his forearm, and Julie felt the last of the desperate strength she had mustered in her terror give way. Her body shuddered and she moaned as his finger wormed its obscene way into the now wet and open hole. She clenched her teeth tightly in a vain attempt to drown out the hurt that slipped through the remains of her shattered virginity and moved about in tiny growing circles deeper and deeper inside her. She opened her mouth to scream but nothing came. Instead there was a helpless muffled groan of exhausted acceptance. Every muscle in her twisted kneeling body had reached the ultimate breaking point, and she could no longer find the strength to even protest against the vile monstrous fondling of her secret parts that she had worked so hard to save for some future husband on their wedding night. All that was gone with the frenzied attack she had been subjected to a few moments before by the sadistic Enhar in the front seat. And now… now there was nothing left but the final coup de grace to be administered viciously, she was sure, and without ceremony by the arrogant black primitive savage behind her. Her one consolation, she kept trying to tell herself, was that through this action he was condemning himself to damnation. In her agony she thought how she would never forgive her father if he ever granted a pardon to these men!
As she felt his fingers that had enlarged and stretched the now lubricated walls of her defenseless cunt slip wetly out with a moist sucking sound, Julie gasped and held her breath. He squirmed behind her, his hand wrapped tightly around his lust-hardened cock guiding it slowly and deliberately between his fingers into the moist pink flanges of her tender cunt. She cringed forward again, her face contorted in fearsome dread as she felt the large bulbous head moving up and down behind her in the widely spread slit of her cunt and part the sparse soft pubic hair in preparation for his entry. She tried to close her thighs, but his knees insinuated between them held them cruelly open.
'Hold thees white bitch tight, Dawak. I fuck in nice, I betcha!' Balloo directed at the wide-eyed Dawak, whose arms bulged from the pressure he was placing on her shoulders. Enhar, who had recovered his courage, hung his face over the back of the seat, gasping at the scene with tiny streams of spittle dripping from the corners of his slackened mouth.
Julie Davenport whimpered aloud as she felt the first warm hard contact against the cringing lips of her cunt and the slow agonizing pressure beginning. It was soft at first and then when he met his first resistance, he pressured forward harder.
'Ooohhhhhh, nooooooo!' she groaned miserably.
He pressed forward again, flexing his ass with all his strength until suddenly it gave! The tight elastic ring popped open with a quick unexpected snap, and the huge blood-filled head slipped wetly inside with a rush that left the missionary's daughter gasping for breath.
'Aaaauuugh!'
Wildly she flailed her head right into Dawak's crotch as he worked with all his strength to hold her down. The shock of the sudden thrust rejuvenated her shattered muscles for a moment, and she squirmed and twisted like a mad woman trying to escape the cruel and painful impalement of her ravaged cunt.
'Thees is some pussy, hey you?' Balloo gasped from behind as he felt its warm wet walls slipping over his blood-swollen rigidity like hot melted butter. His head fell loosely back as his loins buffeted forward and his thick rock-hard cock speared into the helplessly struggling girl without mercy. It raced into her like a fast whirling drill, as in the diamond mines, boring through the depths of the earth, battering and smashing all before it in great waves of warm moist flesh until suddenly his pelvis smacked tight into her and flattened her upraised ass with a hard, sharp slap that reverberated through the bumping car like a flat-handed blow across the face.
The beautiful white girl's moans of pain and humiliation went unheeded and unheard as he reached forward with both hands and grasped her by the shoulders, pulling her whole body back tight against him. His thick hard blood-filled cock was sunk to its fullest depth in her quivering white belly as she felt the hardness of the head pressed tight against the end of her cervix. There was no reason to struggle or fight anymore, even if she had the strength. He had conquered her. She knelt in servile acceptance like a slave of old, to be used as her master desired.
Her poor body went limp as she felt his hands slide down to the rounded curves of her hips and began a slow teasing rotation of his rigidly bloated cock deep inside her womb. The pain lessened as she felt her wet soft passage expanding further and further with each greater rotation he made inside her trembling hole. Her tears of shame and humiliation continued to flow. There was no stopping him, and there was nothing she could do but accept the vile obscene rape of her body with resistance. Her muffled sobs and groans mingled piteously with his gasps of passion while his hands ran down under the fullness of her quivering titties, dancing against the seat below with each hard, cruel thrust he made into her.
'Jesus Holy Christ!' Enhar muttered as his bulging eyes watched the long black length of Balloo's glistening cock, moist from her secretions, fucking into her white ass. His eyes bulged wider as he gaped at the ragged pink flanges of the protective soft folds of flesh around her hungering cunt, drawing back with each outstroke and then being swallowed in again as Balloo fucked forward into her with the powerful in and out rhythm he had begun. Enhar wanted with all his being to reach forward again and fondle her there, but he recalled the anger he had elicited the last time he let himself lose control. Enhar was at the bottom of the pecking order of the entire village! What anyone had, he was last to get! Unable now to satisfy his rising lust, he dropped his hand to his crotch and pressed against his own rising hardness instead. He fingered the seeping wet patch of seminal fluid with a crazed gleam in his close-set eyes, hoping with all his might that Balloo would by some miracle change his mind and let Enhar have his share, at least when they reached the meeting place.
Balloo, fucking into her from behind like she was a bitch in heat, squeezed all around her soft joggling asscheeks. His fingers dug cruelly at her cringing tiny puckered asshole and then jerked forward again, clasping her hips and pulling her back limply over his blood-swollen cock while he continued to skewer and ram into her with growing abandon. His body was now a ball of sheer uncontrolled lust that had unleashed itself completely against the squirming beautiful, tender flesh in front of him. He could feel his heated black cock growing thicker and thicker inside her white belly as he ground savagely into her with a wave of sadistic delight flickering across his contorted face. He had never had anything like this before. He was almost there, almost there, and he continued to fuck eagerly into her with long hard strokes. He had to end it before he lost his mind.
Julie's whimpers stretched into a long, low continuous whine that filled the car like a Gaelic banshee. Through the dim haze of her tortured mind, she could feel him growing and growing deep… deep inside her until it felt as though his rampaging instrument would split her lewdly in two. He was going to cum in her. Her tears cascaded in torrents onto the roughly woven material of Dawak's crotch. The lewd thought was passing her mind of this horrible primitive savage black man filling her helpless white belly and delicate womb with his hot sticky lust. Oh God, she might get pregnant and to what would she give birth? The thought ran crazily through her mind, and she tried to clench her asscheeks as a senseless gesture of defense.
That did it! As her warm wet muscles clasped tightly around his hard-driving, lust swollen cock, Balloo threw back his head with a wild scream, and his lewd sperm shot like a fire hose into Julie's wide-swept cuntal hole. She
