As her elongated tits were freed to spring back into their normal shape, Ashley's body twists in the air and she was deposited back onto the ground. Forced to kneel over a chair, the invisible presence appears to be pressing down on her back. No! Yelled the president. Don't do it… Please don't do it! She's an innocents girl! Her short skirt pulled upwards to reveal skimpy white cotton panties which dimple inwards as though something is pressing against the soft mound of her young vulva. The president grew harder, as he watched his daughter, about to be stripped of the only thing that kept her his little girl. A trace of dampness appears on the snowy material revealing her body's continued reaction to the unseen ravager. Then a part of her panties disappears inside her body as the fabric is pushed up into her cunt by a thickly cylindrical object. The girl's hips buck and jerk, whether to try and avoid the intrusion or excited at its stimulation, the president could not tell.
He watched helplessly through the fast closed door as the unfortunate firs daughter was ravaged by an unseen presence. Moaning and jerking beneath the invisible assault which pushed her panties deep into her sugary cunt, it could have looked almost comical if it were not so disturbing. The president could not help but wonder what part of the assailant is thrusting her briefs into her body. A finger? A penis? A tentacle? Something for which there is no name in human vocabularies? He had no way of saying.
Why is this happening? He thought to himself. But more off the topic, why was he getting so aroused but the sight of his young daughter being… basically rapped by thin air? He could not help but think of what was to come next.
Ashley suddenly broke free! Pushing upwards, she squirmed away from her ravager and stumbled to her feet. Rushing towards the door, she screams at her father to open the door and let her out. He gestured helplessly towards the handle then tug at it to show her it would not open. But at the same time, he thought to him self, I would not let you out anyway… I want to see what happens next. WHAT?!?! He snapped back in to his senses. He tugged at the door once more. Tears of frustration spring from Ashley's eyes as she adds her strength to her fathers. Still the door refuses to open. Then abruptly the unseen attacker is upon her again!
Some heavy weight pushes into her body as she was pressed against the door. Only a thin sheet of unbreakable glass separating her father from the squashed mounds of her swollen tits as he shook with anger at his inability to help his poor young daughter. With a hopeless look at him, Ashley managed to squirm free again. Dashing across the room she fumbles with the window catch in an attempt to escape that way. But it is obvious that will not open either. Once again he saw her body quiver as it is grasped by the ravening attacker. Somehow… he feel she will not escape again.
With a jerk the Ashley's panties were ripped from her body in tatters and she was pressed hard against the window glass. The soft mounds of her tits distorting once again under the pressure. The president wondered if anyone outside would notice the sight, and come to help him save his daughter. Just then, her short skirt was pulled up around her waist and her father could see the naked expanse of her firm young buttocks and the mound of her pussy as it swells back between her clenched thighs. Thighs that are roughly jerked apart by the unseen force as the ravaging begins again.
As the blood of her virginity started flowing from her, and falling to the floor, the president started feeling a strange sensation around his manhood. Why was this happening to his daughter, he found himself asking again. Why could he not stop it. And what's more… Why did he NOT WANT to stop it? Why could he feel, what seemed to be… His daughters cunt around his shaft?