Chapter 4
The stars were just appearing in the indigo night as Harold Sorenson walked down the steep path to the German chalet-style house outside of the quaint mountain village of La Cumbre. The cool mountain air was refreshing after the stifling heat of Buenos Aires and the long drive through the lowlands. Harold was completely satisfied with the safe house that they rented. It was situated in a small valley, well concealed from curious eyes. The popular mountain retreat area of La Cumbre was at least three miles away and the house was isolated.
La Cumbre was sparsely populated, busy only as a weekend retreat for wealthy Argentines. In a brief history of the area, Harold had learned that La Cumbre grew out of the celebrated capture of the German battleship Graf Spree during the war. When world opinion forced the Argentine government to hold the crew of the Graf Spree prisoners, the men were placed in a specially constructed barracks in the La Cumbre area. When the war ended and the German prisoners were released, a majority of the men elected to remain in La Cumbre. They married Argentine women and founded the small, picturesque settlement.
Later, wealthy Argentines began building palatial mountain retreats and La Cumbre became a luxurious resort area. Harold had chosen the area because it was off the beaten path, relatively isolated, and the last place that kidnappers would be expected to hide their victim. His tour of the area on foot convinced him that he had made a wise choice.
As he entered the chalet, Harold thought about calling Matthew Harmon. He certainly wouldn't use the phone in the house, or even the one public phone in La Cumbre. That meant a trip into Córdoba, at least an hour by car, and Harold decided that the call could wait until the next day.
"How does it look?" Hank asked as Harold came to the door of the den.
"Couldn't be better," Harold replied with a grin. "If we're careful, we can hole up here for a year without anybody suspecting a thing. Why don't you all put in some sack time? Tomorrow will be a busy day. We'll have to buy provisions and establish our front with the people in the village. I'll look in on our guest."
"Want some photos?" George Munroe asked.
"Not tonight. We'll work that out later. Get some rest, George," Harold said. He turned, walked down the hall, then climbed the walnut staircase to the master suite. He unlocked the door to the suite with one of the keys on the ring that he had been given when he rented the house from the broker in Buenos Aires. The room was dark and Harold felt the wall by the door to locate the light switch.
The room was suddenly bathed in a soft glow. Harold felt his pulse quicken as he looked at Debby's voluptuous naked body tied spread-eagle on the bed. This wasn't the first time that he had seen her luscious nude body. Shortly after they had arrived, Harold stripped the clothes from her unconscious body and placed her on the bed, using lengths of nylon rope to bind her wrists and ankles to the four corners of the bed. But the sight of her sensuous charms, her pearl-white skin, her full, firm, heavy, proud breasts pointing straight up and crested with dark-red nipples, and her lovely, long, tapered legs aroused base instincts in the thirty-four-year-old veteran undercover agent.
Harold turned and locked the door with the key, then walked quietly over to stand beside the head of the bed. The girl's eyes were closed and her chest rose and fell with a steady breathing that told him that she was still unconscious.
A glance at his watch told him that a little over two hours had passed since he had been forced to give her a second injection in the car.
She had been struggling in her doubled-up position on the back floorboards of the automobile and when she began screaming, Harold had reluctantly given her a second shot. They simply couldn't afford to take chances on anybody becoming suspicious of the car carrying four American tourists for a two-week visit to the mountains.
She'll be coming to in a few minutes, Harold said to himself. His eyes roamed hungrily over her helpless, sensual body. When he was struggling with her inert form to undress her, Harold knocked a set of pins out of her hair and her soft, golden tresses had fallen freely to her shoulders. The effect was magic. It made her twice as desirable.
When Harold first saw her at the airport, he mentally labeled her as a relatively plain girl with a good figure. But now, as he stared down at her naked, rounded body, Harold realized that the plainness was a contrived effect. She was actually a beautiful woman, among the most beautiful that he had ever seen. Her high cheekbones emphasized her heart-shaped face. Full, sensual lips gave her mouth an exotic look.
A stirring began in Harold's groin as his eyes slowly swept over her helpless body. She was neither thin nor fat. Her flesh was full and round, soft and plaint to his touch. Her lower abdomen protruded slightly, like the early seed of a tiny pot, and this emphasized her thick golden forest of a pubic mound. Her pubic hair was long and curly and reminded him of a thick stand of ripe wheat.
And those tits! They stood like proud hills on her full chest, rising and falling softly with each breath she took. Harold reached down and placed his hand gently on Debby's breast. Her resilient skin gave slightly to his touch and he felt his prick begin to strain in his pants.
Harold Sorenson had an unlucky history with women. In public, he took great care to conceal his bitterness toward women in general. Ten years earlier he had fallen in love with the daughter of a wealthy manufacturer. They had, had a whirlwind affair and talked about marriage, but the girl's father had refused to even consider allowing his daughter to marry a nobody like Harold Sorenson. When Harold had begged the girl to elope with him over her father's objections, she told him that she had thought about it and decided that her father was right, that they came from two different social levels that would never mix.
On the rebound, Harold married a girl that he had dated during his one year in college. Within a year it was obvious that they weren't compatible, but Harold refused to consider divorce and they each went their own way while they maintained the facade of marriage. His wife entered into a series of affairs and Harold devoted all of his energy to building his small company in the field of industrial security. In five years, Harold had created a large organization with a comfortable net worth. Then his wife sued for divorce and the court ordered all community property divided. It was all that he could do to keep his organization operating after he borrowed enough to satisfy the community-property order, and to this date Harold hadn't been able to get his business back on sound footing.
From that point on, Harold limited his associations with women to occasional affairs with girls who worked the bars in the North Beach area of San Francisco. And, as he gazed down at Debby's helpless body tied to the bed, Harold's resentment and bitterness seemed to come to the surface. She was everything that he loathed, a rich bitch who thought that her ass was the most precious thing in the world, a stuck-up heiress who looked at men like him as animals of the street!
She's also my ticket to a decent life somewhere, Harold reminded himself, a cool tax-free ticket to a half a million bucks. Even after he paid the three members that he had brought with him and all of the expenses involved, Harold would net over four hundred thousand dollars on this caper.
An urgent animal lust was slowly sweeping through Harold's body as he caressed the helpless girl's sensual body with his hungry eyes. He could feel the blood rushing to his penis and his pulse beating more rapidly by the minute. The thought that her body was his to use as he wished made his balls throb uncontrollably. Part of his assignment was to turn this gorgeous girl into a sex machine, so why not start right now?
Harold removed his hand from her luscious breast and began undressing. He piled his clothes in a chair near the bed and walked naked to the foot of the bed where he stood staring directly into her lewdly exposed crotch between her spread, bound legs. His eyes fixed on her golden fur-lined cunt and his hand went to his rigid cock. He began stroking himself slowly to ease the aching demand in his loins. Her pale gold pubic hair seemed to gleam in the soft glow of the room. Harold could clearly see her pink slit beneath the luxuriant growth and the dark pink shadow of an outline of her vaginal opening made his balls tingle.
Continuing the slow stroking of his large prick, he moved quietly around to the side of the bed. He leaned in and guided the bloated head of his prick to her nipple, stroking himself until a small drop of liquid oozed from the slit of his penis to flow onto her unaroused nipple.
His excitement growing rapidly, Harold moved up and held his rigid organ above her sleeping face. Never in his life had he held a girl completely helpless to his desires! He brought the moist head of his member down and brushed it against her cheek, leaving a sticky, shining trail where his thick juice touched her pearl-white skin. He ran it over her nose, then brought it down into the soft trough formed by her sensuous lips. The steady breeze of warm air escaping from her nostrils caressed the tight, straining skin of his penis, causing Harold's breath to catch in his throat.
Suddenly, the girl's face moved and her breathing became more rapid. Harold knew that she was regaining consciousness. Wanting to avoid sending her into shock by awakening her with his cock resting on her lips, Harold reluctantly withdrew and carefully climbed up on the bed between her widespread, bound legs. If he could, he would awaken her passion and bring her conscious filled with desire. Kneeling on the mattress between her creamy white thighs, he leaned down to bring his face to her exposed, helpless crotch.
Harold inhaled deeply of the helpless young girl's virginal aroma. The odor of her exposed sex was light, like a delicate perfume. Reaching out, Harold burrowed his deft fingers into the dense forest of her cuntal growth and gently spread the thin lips of Debby's fur-lined vulva. As the pink meat of her pussy became visible, the aroma of her sex became even stronger.
He lowered his face until his nose was resting on the soft, thick growth of golden pubic hair above her virginal slit. His tongue glided out between his lips and dipped into the moist furrow of her sex. Harold's penis surged and quivered as his taste buds were flooded with the exciting flavor of her fresh private parts. Beginning with the tight, puckered opening of her anus, he brought his wet tongue slowly up the entire length of her vaginal slit. He hesitated at the opening to her vagina and dipped the tip of his tongue inside to probe her virginal canal, then moved slowly upward until he felt her large clit mashed beneath his tongue. He had never seen such a large clitoris on a girl! Instead of the usual small button, Debby's clitoris was like a miniature penis. It rested between the lips of her vulva like a tight, budding flower. Harold shifted his body slightly to ease the growing ache in his balls as he began gently licking and warmly teasing the helpless girl's clitoris with the tip of his lasciviously searching tongue.
A smile crossed his face as he felt her clitoris begin to respond to the soft caresses of his tongue. First, it quivered and trembled beneath his aggressive tongue. Then it grew erect and hard, protruding one-half inch out between her virginal cuntal lips.
If she is a virgin, as her brother claims Harold said to himself, she's in for a surprise when she comes to! He ran his tongue up and down her slit, each time lingering on her quivering bud until her body shuddered.
The black veils of mist surrounding Debby's mind began to lighten as she struggled from the depths of unconsciousness. Her mind was blank and she gradually became aware of something taking place in her body. It was a strange, unfamiliar, yet pleasant and exciting, sensation. In her semi-conscious state, Debby felt as if she was drifting on a soft, warm cloud. The warmth that spread through her innocent body seemed to come from that secret, intimate place between her legs. It spread outward in ever increasing circles, like ripples in a pond. The waves were growing larger and larger, splashing against her nerve endings to tease them awake.
There was a moisture between her legs—a strange, pleasant, wonderfully exciting moisture that covered her secret region. Debby fought to hold onto the black cloud of unconsciousness, afraid that if she allowed herself to wake up she would lose this pleasant sensation.
"Uuuuuuuummmm!" she moaned softly, her hips reacting instinctively to arch upward to capture the center of her excitement. It felt so good that she wanted it to last forever!
Harold smiled when he heard her moan and he increased the tempo of his relentless attack on her sweet-tasting virginal sex. Her vibrant clit quivered like a leaf in a breeze every time that he mildly caressed it with his warm rasping tongue. She may be a prude and a virgin, Harold mused to himself, but she's every inch a passionate woman.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" she groaned, her hips writhing beneath his questing mouth. The sensation was becoming more intense by the second and she could feel the flames of some strange animal desire licking each center of pleasure in her virginal young body. As her senses became energized by the exciting electric current sweeping through her innocent system, the black cloud moved further and further away. The fire in her loins had her more physically excited than she had ever been in her life! Reluctantly, Debby opened her eyes.
The first thing that she saw was the rich, walnut-beamed ceiling, and briefly she wondered where she was. She was pleasantly surprised to find that the wonderful feeling didn't disappear when she opened her eyes. It wasn't a dream, after all! Slowly, she dropped her vision to the seat of her excitement and pleasure.
"Eeeeeeiiiiioooooww!" She screamed at the top of her lungs when she saw a man kneeling between her legs with his face buried in her secret region. She tried to move her body and felt biting pain in her wrists and ankles when the ropes bit into her skin.
It's a nightmare she told herself. It has to be a nightmare! She closed her eyes, then opened them again. Nothing changed and panic gripped her heart and tied her bowels in tight knots.
Harold was amazed at the transformation that took place in the innocent girl's body. One moment she was riding a cloud of passion as his tongue probed her vagina, and the next moment she was struggling against the bonds that held her in abject terror. He removed his dripping mouth from her hot, moist, fur-lined pussy and pulled himself erect. He reached out and took her erect clitoris between his thumb and forefinger and began caressing it slowly.
"Are you conscious, Debby?" he asked in a soft, reassuring tone.
"Where... where am I?" she stammered, terror gripping her. "Who are you? What are you doing to me? Why am I tied up? Oh, God, please help me!"
"Calm yourself, Debby," Harold said in a deep, firm tone. "I'll try to answer your questions."
"Please stop... stop touching me... down there," she pleaded.
"No, Debby, that I won't do. But if you'll listen for a moment, I'll try to explain where you are and why."
"Oh, my God! Oh, someone please help me!"
"You can scream your head off, Debby, and no one will hear you. You've been kidnapped and you are being held prisoner in an isolated house in the mountains. There isn't a soul within miles of here, so no one is going to help you."
"Kidnapped? What... what do you want of me? Do you want money? I'll give whatever you want if you'll stop... stop touching me down there!"
"Listen to me!" Harold snapped, using a menacing tone that brought her out of what was rapidly approaching hysteria. "You will not be hurt. Do you understand that? No one is going to hurt you. Your life is not in danger. You will be held prisoner only as long as it takes to satisfy our demands, and then you will be released to return to San Francisco. But if you disobey us or try to escape we will hurt you. We'll begin by breaking your arms and then your legs. Don't force us to do that. Do you understand and believe me?"
"Yes," she said softly, "but why?"
"That does not concern you now," Harold replied. "And while you are our prisoner we're going to help you pass the time by enjoying yourself sexually, Debby."
"Oh, my God!" she gasped. "You're going to sexually abuse me!"
"Not abuse you, Debby, use you, and teach you the joys of your gorgeous body."
"I'd rather you killed me!" she screamed. "Please kill me!"
"Let's see if I can kill you by licking your lovely cunt," Harold said with a smile.
"Your language is as filthy and vile as you are!" she shouted.
Harold bent down and brought his mouth to her moist pussy. His lips parted in a smile as he saw her eyes follow him down to her pubic mound.
"Remember how good you felt just before you opened your eyes?" he asked softly. "That was because I was doing this to you." He darted his tongue as far out of his mouth as he could and slowly brought it to her warm, wet virginal slit, noticing that her eyes followed him with what amounted to hypnotic fascination. He slipped his tongue into the wet valley between the lips of her vulva and began lapping her with long even strokes.
Debby tried to close her eyes but couldn't. The vision of his leering face and his lapping tongue held her spellbound. This was the lowest, most vile thing that had ever happened to her! How could he lick her where she went to the bathroom! What kind of creature was this?
A vaguely familiar warmth gradually began seeping back into her body. She felt his rough tongue touch a very sensitive place in her most intimate region and tiny electric shocks spread through her veins. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. Here she was being defiled by a low beast and her body was responding like this! Debby hated her body. It was an unfit castle for her pure mind.
"Stop," she pleaded with a whimper. "Oh, please stop! Please kill me, but don't do this to me!
Harold was just beginning to appreciate the strength of her sexual repression. They had their work cut out for them! She'll learn, he promised himself as he devoted his attention to her erect clitoris. He flicked it with his tongue until he felt a tiny quiver in the hard piece of flesh. Then he began rubbing it sensually with his lips and tongue.
Debby was so confused that she cried. Tears fell from her pretty eyes to splash on her soft cheeks. The fire, that strange, exciting sensation, was coursing through her body again. She felt it fill her being like water flowing into a jar, the level creeping slowly, relentlessly upward. She pulled on her bonds until her shoulders ached. Never in her life had she been so completely defenseless and helpless!
"Oh! Oh! Oooooohhhh!" she gasped as his coarse tongue on her virginal bud sent hot flames shooting through her innocent, helpless being. Why couldn't her body rise above this vile, sordid thing that was happening to her? Why wouldn't it obey her commands? Why did this feel so good, make her ache with a desire for more?
Debby felt her nipples pop erect to become sensitized beacons of her passion. Strange things were happening in her body. She could feel the juices in her vagina begin to flow and the muscles in her straining thighs quaked with tiny spasms. Her heart was pounding in her temples and her breath came in short, rasping gasps.
With a deep sigh, the young girl relaxed. She stopped straining against the bonds that held her innocent body prisoner to the strange bed. The gentle waves of pleasure had turned into a pounding surf and her excitement was too intense to be denied. She was amazed to find her hips instinctively begin grinding and writhing, forcing her moist, hair-fringed sex into the captor's face. It felt so good!
"Aaaaaaaaahh!" she groaned as a wave of pleasure stronger than all the others made her entire body quake. Her hips began writhing steadily, pumping her sex against the man's mouth as his tongue created a fire in her body that the virgin had never experienced before.
"Oh, please! Oh!" She was grunting and her breath came in snorts as an intense wave swept through her. "Oh! Ah! Ooooohhh! Please! Ooooooohhhhhh!"
Deborah Harmon experienced the first orgasm in her twenty-eight years of life. It began as a series of small explosions throughout her chaste body and grew to a roaring, raging earthquake in her groin. The innocent girl sobbed as her body went through spasm after spasm of intense pleasure.
Harold smiled with contemptuous satisfaction as he lifted his face from her steaming crotch.
"Did you like that, Debby?"
Debby looked, down and saw his leering, dripping face hovering over her sex and she cringed. His face was coated with moist, sticky beads of her fluids. Tiny streams drooled out of the corners of his mouth and hung from his chin. She knew that she should be disgusted with him, but the pleasure that he had given her still flowed through her young, innocent body.
"Yes," she replied in a tiny voice, the blood rushing to her cheeks in a crimson blush.
"Every woman likes her cunt licked," Harold returned with a smile.
"Oh, please! Do you have to use that language?"
"Yes, Debby, I do. It's the language of sex. And now it's time to fuck you," he added, pulling himself erect and grasping his rigid, throbbing penis in his hand to guide it to her reluctant slit.
"No!" she gasped. "Please, not that! What did I ever do to you? Oh, please, not that. I'm... I'm a virgin!" she pleaded.
"That's sad," Harold replied, "but not incurable. See this cock? It can cure your
disability in a matter of seconds."
"What kind of a man are you?" she snapped desperately at him. "How can you do this to me?"
Harold laughed, bringing his surging prick down to her never-before-penetrated slit and pressing the blood-inflated head firmly against her still-erect clitoris. Using his hand, he rubbed the swollen bulb at the tip of his organ firmly back and forth across her sensitive bud.
Debby struggled against the ropes that held her tied securely to the bed. She gasped aloud when she looked down and saw his prick poised at the entrance to her cuntal opening. She had never seen the male sex organ before in her life, and she never dreamed that it could be so large! It looked almost as thick as her wrist and was at least seven inches long! The shaft was gnarled with thick, coursing veins that formed ridges on the blood-inflated surface. The head was bright pink, a swollen bulb with a small hole at the very tip. A drop of heavy white fluid hung suspended from the small opening, ready to drop into her nest of soft golden pubic hair.
"No!" she groaned. "Can't you understand? I'm a virgin"
"Let's take care of that, shall we?" Harold chuckled. He was quickly becoming the victim of his own game. The sight of her helpless, voluptuous, unsullied body beneath him made his balls ache. And the moist warmth of her pussy on the surging head of his cock was driving him wild. He brought his prick down, pressing the blood-distended head against the opening to her womb. The thought flashed through Harold's mind that he had never laid a virgin, and this served to increase his desire to spear this prudish snob of a rich bitch!
He forced his swollen penis against her until the outer ring of her vagina gave and the head of his organ tore into the taut opening of her virginal cunt.
"Aaaaarrgghh!" she grunted. "You're hurting me!"
Placing his hands flat on the mattress at her sides, Harold jerked his hips and drove unmercifully hard into her painful vaginal depth.
"Aaaaaaaaauuuuuuurrrrrrrgghhhhhhh!" she screamed as pain raced through her and seared every nerve ending in her virginal body.
Harold felt his huge, swollen penis glide smoothly into her hot cunt. His progress was halted for a moment by the thin membrane of her virginity, but a hard lunge sent his organ ripping through this temporary barrier.
"Ow! Aaaiiiieee!" Debby screamed when she felt something inside ripped apart. The pain that she was experiencing now was every bit as intense as the pleasure that she had experienced a few moments before. She could feel the sharp ridges along the shaft of his organ shredding into the tender walls of her never-before-invaded vagina. She closed her eyes and prayed to an unknown god that she would die!
Harold was surprised. Pleasantly surprised. A number of woman had told him that he was well hung, and he had gone to bed with two girls that, try-as-he-may, he couldn't penetrate more than an inch or two. He had expected Debby's virginal cunt to be tight, but it seemed to be a perfect canal for his oversized penis. It was tight enough to permit total contact, yet not so tight that he couldn't move freely inside her. He held his organ sunk to the hilt in her virginal body for a moment to allow her to adjust to the penetration. When he saw the muscles in her face begin to relax, Harold began stroking his thick manhood in her fresh vagina slowly.
Debby's brain couldn't match the pace of her body. Those now-familiar exciting waves of pleasure began sweeping through her system even before the pain disappeared. The walls of her tender, virginal vagina ached with the foreign penetration of her virtuous body, yet sparks of intense pleasure began rocketing through her body. Her nipples began burning like hot coals and beads of perspiration broke out all over her body.
Harold saw her body begin to react and he slowly withdrew his hotly throbbing, swollen penis from the depths of her tortured body until just the swollen head was lodged inside her. He held it there for a long moment, then, without warning, thrust it to the very hilt inside her.
"Oooooooooooohhhh!" she gasped, her eyes flying open as the most intense joy that she had ever experienced filled her body. The innocent girl had never felt so completely filled in her life! It seemed to her that her entire being was wrapped around his sex organ. And the first that it created in her tender young vagina seemed to consume every ounce of her being!
She looked down and saw the thick throbbing organ spearing her helpless body, driven into her with hammer-like blows that sent sparks flying in her brain. She tried to close her eyes, but again her gaze was held in a hypnotic trance on the thing that was making her heart pound in her chest like the hoofbeats of a runaway horse. She saw the swollen lips of her tender vagina wrapped snugly around the thick organ and she felt each thrust tearing into her helpless body.
Harold's excitement was reaching a fever pitch and he had to pace himself carefully He couldn't remember being this excited with any other girl in his life! Bringing his pelvis down, he ground his pubic hair into her quivering clitoris.
"Do you like that?" he asked with heavy breath.
"Yes," she responded instantly, no longer making any attempt to control her animal lust.
"You like being fucked?" he insisted, jerking his cock to the depths of her body and mashing her clitoris.
"Oh! Yes, yes, yes!"
"Say it!" Harold commanded, reaching down and massaging her erect clitoris with his finger while he held his cock poised at the entrance to her vagina.
"Yes! Oh! God, yes! I... I like being fucked!"
Harold smiled contemptuously and drove his cock into her with a long, hard lunge that made his penis bounce against, her cervix. His balls made a loud slapping noise when they hit the soft, pliant flesh of her innocent ass. He bucked his hips and sent his throbbing organ in and out of her body in long strokes that left them both panting.
"OOOOOOOOHHH! SWEET JESUS! YES! YES! YES!" she chanted as she ground her hips and bucked hard against his lunging body. She hated her body for its animal lust, but the waves of pleasure sweeping through her were so intense that she gave herself completely over to her animal instinct.
Harold looked down to watch his thick organ spearing her tender fur-lined cunt. The shaft had traces of blood from her ruptured hymen. The lips of her virginal pussy were wrapped tightly around the thickness of his throbbing sex, gripping him as he glided faster and faster in and out of her young body.
Debby grasped the ropes that held her wrists bound to the corners of the bouncing bed and held on for her life. She tried to close her eyes, but they were glued to the sight of his long, thick, glistening cock that was lunging in and out of her bloodied cunt. With every deep thrust, he ground his coarse pubic hair into her superheated and incredibly sensitive clitoris. It was all that the helpless young girl could do to keep from fainting as the intense electric shock waves of joy jolted her tormented body. She could feel his hairy balls rubbing, scraping, and slapping against the tender cheeks of her buttocks.
"Oh, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord," she chanted, her tender body arching and bucking against his muscular masculinity. "I can't stand it!"
Harold could hold out no longer. His balls were 1oaring with the thunder of desire, aching and throbbing each time that they slapped hard against her soft young ass. His cock was on fire! The passionate reaction of her inexperienced body made his heart race. Harold had fucked a number of woman, but he had never seen one react quite like this! It was as if he had turned the key and opened the door behind which twenty-eight years of sexual passion had been repressed.
He reached out and grasped her erect, pointed nipples in his hands and began kneading them roughly while his raging desire-bloated cock lunged into her tender body. The rumble in his balls became the crashing roar of a tidal wave beating against rock cliffs.
Harold grunted when the intense explosion ripped through his testicles to send rivers of steaming hot sperm jetting through his long, inflated organ. He could feel his anus contracting and his toes curling with the intensity of his quaking ejaculation.
"Aaaaaaaiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!" Debby cried when the first hot spurts of his semen splashed against her womb and triggered a series of hard quaking explosions in her ravished young system. This was so much more intense than her first orgasm! She gritted her teeth and flailed her head back and forth between her imprisoned arms. For a moment, the innocent girl wondered if she was dying. It seemed to her that her entire body was disintegrating. She had to gasp for breath, and her heart was beating like a kettle drum in her ears!
Every muscle in her tender body suddenly went limp and her helpless body sunk into the mattress. She opened her eyes and saw him slowly sliding his huge penis out of her tortured body. She felt a river of heavy juice begin flowing down her ravaged vagina.1t followed his penis out of her body and ran down the cheeks of her buttocks to form a small pool beneath her body. Without his rock-hard organ inside her, Debby felt terribly empty and drained.
"Did you like that?" Harold asked with a smile as he searched through his pockets for a pack of cigarettes.
"Y... yes," she said softly, blushing.
"Cigarette?"
"I... I don't smoke."
"You're smart," Harold replied with a laugh as he lighted his cigarette. "I've got to kick the habit myself. Need anything?"
"I'm hungry, and thirsty," she said softly.
"I'll bet you are! Sorry, it just slipped my mind. You haven't had a thing all day. We're miles from anywhere, Debby. Let me see what I can find downstairs. Tomorrow we're going to lay in supplies and you'll have regular meals. I'll be right back."