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your cock in my cunt. Fuck me! Fuck me now or I shall surely die!”
    The master of Walthrop gave a surprised little laugh at his innocent young governess’s sudden descent into gutter-language. Without hesitation he pulled her under him, the softness of her buttocks sliding along the roughness of the carpet, and fell heavily down between her legs. His hand directed his huge throbbing cock to the wet, quivering lips of her cunt, pausing briefly to part the thick, chestnut pubic hair; gently he manoeuvred the glans until it slid down her labial groove and came to rest at the little mouth of her cringing vagina. Kate could feel Alice’s hands squeezing her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples so that they became extremely stiff and erect. The sensation of this double stimulation was extraordinary and she wallowed in the luxury of its blissful effect.
    Then she felt him push forward until his glans rested against the thin veil of virgin’s flesh… her hymen, her maidenhead. There was a tightness of the sort that she herself had caused when exploring that mysterious part of her anatomy. But even in a condition of arousal or erotic excitement, even when she had been dripping wet, she had never even come close to the delicious feelings of utter surrender and submission that she was now experiencing. Sir Bradley was about to cull her virginity! The moment had arrived: she was on the threshold of womanhood!
    The baronet looked up and caught the eye of his wife, and saw that her tongue was caressing the underside of her upper lip, something that she did only when acutely aroused. His cockhead was maddeningly, unsatisfyingly contained by the very light grasp of Kate’s labial folds. He needed to feel the tightness of this prim young governess’s cunt. He needed to, no, he had to fuck her.
    With this irresistible imperative, Bradley thrust his hips forward, his impossibly large and stiff cock ripping the tender flesh of her hymen irreparably and bursting into the wonderfully enveloping tightness of her vaginal passage. At the same time, Alice squeezed both Kate’s nipples as hard as she could, knowing that the two distinctive pains would help to cancel each other out.
    “Aaaagggghhhbh!” Kate screamed, the hot, blinding pain seared deep in her belly. “Oooooh, God – stop! Sir, you are killing me. Oh… please… please...!” Her eyes flew open and she looked, panic-stricken, from one lust-warped face to the other.
    Her arms jerked up involuntarily and she clung to Bradley with all her strength as though it might drive the pain away. Her face was contorted and eyes screwed tightly shut. She struggled once, but then her body stilled to ease the pain. She could feel the full length of the huge penis throbbing deep inside her vagina, imbedded to the hilt. Tiny whimpers escaped her tightly closed lips as she lay quietly, adjusting to the new and strange invasion of her tight virginal cunt.
    Sir Bradley did not move at first, but lay rigid on top of her. He had half-doubted his wife’s testimony of her virginity from the fervour with which she had entered into the act, but now he was reassured. She was a virgin all right and he knew it would take her a moment for the pain to subside. Then, then by God he would throw it to her as though she’d never get it again. He hadn’t had a virgin for many months, and he wasn’t going to let this one off easy.
    In a moment, Kate made her first tentative movement. She rolled her buttocks slightly under him and a small surprised gasp of pleasure escaped from between her teeth.
    It no longer hurt!
    She had thought the pain would last much longer and she had been afraid of it, but suddenly there was none, a slight discomfort, yes, but coupled with the strange sensations coursing through her body it all merged into one great mass of indescribable pleasure.
    Sir Bradley flexed his cock inside her.
    “Oooooooh, yessss, do it,” she whimpered softly up into his ear.
    He did it again.
    “Oh