Night at the museum

„It is his lucky day!“ This pretty little sixteen year old somehow got separated from the rest of her class here at the museum and wandered too close to the door leading to the closed wing.
Now he hungrily looks her naked body over and thinks to himself 'She's a stunning little thing' as he drops her wet panties into the garbage receptable on top of her plaid school uniform and then puts the cover back on.
With another quick look around to make sure they are alone, he gives the tightly applied rope one more quick yank, pulls the long, thick dildo out of the pocket of his work jeans, and lets the girl see it before slapping her naked hip and rolling her onto her tummy. There is a weak little feminine cry as big fingers spread her delicate little butt cheeks while he whispers „Now this is really gonna hurt!“
Several minutes later his sexy little teenager quietly kicks her legs back in frantic protest as he slides her a bit further along the cold, marble floor in the closed wing of the museum.
She stares hotly off to one side looking for help as her mouth opens and she manages a silent, intense, crying Owwwwww!
Then she wiggles deliciously, keeping her little legs raised invitingly up off the floor to prevent the big, tick dildo from being forced even deeper up her tight little butt.
He lowers himself to one knee, grabs her ankles, and yanks her little legs straight up, obscenely revealing her messy little pussy and tightly stretched but hole before putting a hand on top of the dildo, and forcing it in even deeper with a nice juicy sluuuuurp.
„We dont want any accidents while I finish killing you, little princess,“ and she rewards him with a couple of delicious kicks, another wiggle, and a long, wide-eyed, silent scream before he roughly rolls her onto her tummy.
What a spectacular, tight little teenage body she has and he begins to roughly slide her deeper into the close section of the museum as he says „I'll pull it back out after you're dead. I'm sure gonna enjoy your pretty little pussy and butt, sweetheart.“
A minute later, weakly kicking little teenage legs slip quietly out of sight around a big pillar at the end of the hall.