He found the wet smooth opening and all of a sudden fucked his middle finger forward with a hard cruel thrust that burst into her with the hot fiery pain of a cattle brand.
"Aaauuuggh," she screamed wildly as she felt it skewering like a red hot poker into the smooth virginal flesh of her hungering cunt, breaking through the tight ring of her virginity and on into the warm wet cavern beyond. Balloo, shouting obscentities now at the top of his lungs, tried with all his strength to wrestle the cruel probing hand away, but Enhar's strength, lust-filled as he was, seemed that of ten men. He ground his thick fat finger around and around without mercy deep inside her painfully expanding hole, while the poor helpless girl groaned and twisted in anguish before the depraved attack on her unprotected genitals. She felt as though her cuntal hole was ablaze and burning as she sensed through the dim consciousness of her tortured brain the slight giving and tearing of her flesh. The flaccid symbol of virginity that she had religiously protected for so long was being ripped savagely away. Her body went limp from the sudden shock and pain, and she would have fallen from the seat had it not been for the restricting hands of Dawak on her shoulders and the pressure of the wildly flailing Balloo behind her. He had both hands locked tightly around Enhar's wrist forcing his finger slowly but surely from her pained and stretched cuntal hole.
Finally it was over. His thick stubby finger slipped with a wet sucking noise from between the young fleshy folds of her cunt, and he grunted in pain as Balloo shoved him with all his strength back into the windshield of the car.
"Stop! Stop! Mother-fuckers! We weel kill thees car!" Kubby was shouting at the top of his voice. "You weel kill the son-of-a-bitch car!"
Enhar was finally able to chuckle and so was Dawak. It took Balloo a little longer to return to normal and when things quieted down again, even Kubby was able to laugh.
They laugh at nothing, at all, thought Julie Davenport. It was beginning to get on her nerves and she understood finally what bothered her father. She had always thought that since it was their way of life, they had the right to laugh or cry or do what they wanted, but she was too upset now to be very understanding.
Balloo turned his eyes back down to the full moons of Julie's gleaming white ass, protruding full and round in the dim flashlight glow. His lips curled tightly as his total concentration returned to the voluptuous and waiting feast spread in servile anguish before him.
"Now this is how man fucks white God daughter," he hissed between clenched teeth while his cruelly gleaming eyes bored into the tantalizing crack that separated the full cheeks of her soft young ass.
"Oooohhhhh, noooooooo, please! Please don't anymore," she pleaded through her tears of shame and humiliation. She could feel his hands begin kneading nervously and stretching the open and unprotected twin mounds of her asscheeks. Her body jerked up as she felt his thumbs on either side of them, spreading them wider and wider apart.
"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.