One moment she was being kissed.
The next, she was 'airborne' — briefly, just a pivot and a guide — and then she was on her back, the heat of Rihana's thick, soft body beneath her, the bred woman's enormous breasts pressing warm against Gwen's shoulder blades.
Rihana's arms came around her immediately. Instinct. The broad, soft arms of a woman built for holding things, wrapping around the smaller girl from below.
Viktor was between her knees before she finished registering horizontal.
His cock.
She looked down.
Nine inches of fully hard, dark-flushed, crimson-headed 'problem,' still glistening, pointed directly at her.
"Happy virginity loss day, Gwen," he said.
His voice was warm. Almost fond.
He 'smacked' his cock against her covered mound. Once. The impact traveled through fabric straight to the swollen, terrified, pulsing flesh beneath.
She gasped.
He pulled her panties aside.
The first three inches went in.
The hymen 'broke.'
Gwen screamed.
