I now diligently went around dark places. And now there is a small detour along the lighted streets, and I am at home. Today I was on a date with a new man. He is ready - in love, fascinated and wants me. Maybe I still torture him. And maybe next time I let you seduce me. But now - a light dinner ... a TV ... a shower ... a cozy bed ... The key is already in the lock ... And then the very guys who raped me at the garages descend from the upper floor. Those, because of which I walk around unlit corners. Two, very young, but arrogant and bold, confident in their own strength and power. As a hunted victim, I watched the youngsters slowly and inexorably descend the stairs. And with them another girl. A sort of blond angel. A simple jumper, a short skirt. Innocent look. Where does this heavenly creature come from?

Meanwhile, the boys are already near. Everything freezes in me from the horror and forebodings of hard rape.

- Hi, bitch. Did you find out? Remember?

My cheeks are treacherously crimson when they recall the events of that evening, when these guys pulled me from the heart, as I was pleasing them with all the diligence available to the young woman.

- We made an appointment, but you, the litter, forgot ... What are you standing?

A rough push, and I fly into my own apartment. The door closes all locks, leaving me alone with anxious boys. And the girl, watching what is happening with a mocking half-smile.

- So you forgot, whore, or did not want to invite?

The face is burned by a slap in the face, whipping and offensive.

I babble:

- No, no, I remember ... I was going to invite you ... There is no time ...

- Oh, remember ...

I get slapped again.

- And what to do with you for scoring?

Looking into my eyes, one winds up my silky hair in a fist. I clearly understand that they see how my opinion is changing. I feel like a rabbit before a boa, paralyzed by uncertainty, horror and resignation to what awaits me.

“I’m getting better,” I whisper with shaking lips, “I’ll do everything for you, whatever you want.”

- Well, what can you offer, bitch? We would like to hear what you want yourself.

Understanding what they want from me, I humiliated:

- I want to suck on you first.

“Well, if the fuck wants it, what was the matter?”

I hastily thump on my knees in front of the boys. No one is going to help me, so I myself unzip the zippers and in turn pull out hefty members. The boys move a little, and their members are in front of my face. But they hold me by the hair and do not let me take it in my mouth.

- How does a slut want to suck? - I hear.

- The slut really wants to suck. My mouth is for sucking.

- How about fucking in your mouth?

- Oh, I dream that you fuck your damn mouth. - I shudder at the abominations that I have to say.

I am finally allowed to fill my mouth with solid flesh. Of course, the boys gladly use my obliging lips and tongue, not denying myself and putting a hand on my nape and sometimes fucking hard, hammering my penis into the very throat. I dutifully open my mouth and let the inexorable members into the depths.Out of the corner of my eye during this procedure, I see that the girl is standing on the side and, having slightly tilted the blond head, watches with curiosity, as two males give a diligent bitch into her mouth.

- Do you want, huesoska, to be fucked now?

I lick my tongues and in the intervals I mumble:

- Yes, I enjoyed sucking, now I can fuck me.

- Last time we stripped you (the boys began to neigh, since then all my clothes, including my underwear, were torn by them), and now come on.

Under attentive glances, I hastily unzip the dress ... Bust flies to the floor. Then, blushing under the provocative gaze, I take off my panties and stay in front of rapists in stockings with a narrow belt and slippers on a very high stiletto.

- Good, bitch. Then in the dark and could not think what a luxurious you whore.

- Well, what will we fuck?

“Yes, of course,” I sigh, feeling an overwhelming desire to cover up nudity.

- And what are you waiting for? We're not standing will fuck you! Get up cancer.

I kneel down and, anticipating the desires of the boys, jerking my ass up, lifting my head and opening my mouth.

“Boys,” I hear the gentle voice of the girl, “this bitch knows it!” Respect!

- Well, she understands that fucking.

The boys come up to me, one in front, the other behind. I plant in my mouth so that the eggs flop on the chin. At the same time my pussy is examined.

- Flowing, whore! Right now, finish in the first minute.

Gentle voice objects:

- Can not be.

- Argue? And you, the litter, should end immediately. You understood? Otherwise it will be worse.

I nod as far as possible with my head on a long, hard cock. And I can easily finish. I close my eyes from humiliation - is it possible to immediately beat in an orgasm, when a man barely had time to enter?

- Doesn't she pretend?

- See how the point shrinks.

I feel how my anus is touched by a tender finger, and then ruthlessly goes inside. I mumble, unable to resist the re-rolling waves of sinful pleasure.

Then they ruthlessly fight me from both ends. I'm just trying to keep balance in a gap so as not to sit on my ass or not to fall face down on the floor. God forbid at least one member slip out of me! What will they do to me if this happens ?!

They cum in my mouth. Pinch your nose with your fingers: "Swallow everything, bitch!". I hastily swallow, and I almost succeed in this. Only a couple of drops seep between the compressed lips and the shrinking barrel.

My mouth is freed from the fat member, but behind me they continue to work hard. A girl squats in front of me. I see under a short skirt white panties, delineating pussy. Angel curiously looks at my face distorted by lust, and then collects droplets of sperm from his chin and with the words "You were told to swallow everything" makes me lick the fingers.

A member is pulled out of me and my shoulder blades sit down. My bangs in a fist, my head turned to a crunch in the vertebrae. The boy leads a member of my nose, cheeks, sometimes slips behind the cheek, stretching it to pain. I, trying not to cause displeasure, diligently grab his lips, caress the tongue, until a member vomits on my face thick drips of sperm.

- Wash up, bitch, give makeup. We still see how you live.

I wash, I wash away the hygienic shower of a pussy exhausted and squeezed out with juices. For a while I decide whether to remove stockings and shoes or not. I'm afraid to insult the boys in their expectations, so I stay in stockings and heels. In the end, all my holes remain available for consumption rapists. Stockings should not cause their anger.

The boys in the living room. Already stripped. Loose in relaxed postures on the couch. Between them sits an angel. She lightly strokes their rising members again. Everything turns over in me - will they really fuck me again right now?

The girl looks at me, smiling:

“See, I prepared them for you.”

Fortunately, the new execution is slightly delayed. The boys wanted an elite drink.I am terribly uncomfortable that I sparkle naked nudity in front of anxious boys with standing members. At any time, any of them can stand up and shove it into any of my holes without sentiment. Meanwhile, the blond angel continues to lightly caress the members of the rattled boys. When a drop of them appeared on their holes, she made me lick.

And one could not stand it. I stood, turning to the bar, when I felt like a member pressed against the ass. I am pushed without sentiment so that I press my face and tits to the glass. Rude hands squeeze my petals, twist my nipples. A penis is squeezed between the legs, but it does not enter, it simply presses the barrel against the wet snatch. The crimson head is shown ...