The excruciating pain in her vagina, as if being torn apart, sent Nancy into spasms. The humiliation of being raped and the physical agony left her mind in complete chaos, her hatred for Harry burning fiercely.
But this pain lasted only a few short minutes. Soon, as her vagina gradually adapted to the thrusting of his penis, waves of strange, tingling pleasure began to spread.
For Nancy, who had never experienced sex with a man before, this intense pleasure was overwhelmingly stimulating, unbearably intoxicating, reaching deep into her very soul.
Unlike grinding or having her pussy licked, this bone melting pleasure felt like a satisfaction that penetrated her core.
The sensations she had felt earlier with Wendy's grinding now seemed like mere scratching over clothes, utterly incomparable to this wondrous pleasure and fulfillment. Nancy, who had initially resisted in fear, slowly adapted to the feeling, and soon, waves of insatiable ecstasy overtook her.
