It was Master of Architecture of 2015 in a small town of TN. The school year was coming to a end as the halls buzzed with bookman. You had your groups spaced among the hall from the athletic supporter with their popular girlfriends to the over achiever rushing those last touches on their assignments. Then you had the cypher's. The girls and guy rope that just roamed the halls getting from one course to another. Nobody really paid them much attention, they were the scholar that wore the handmedown clothes or were restricted to whatever they managed to find that fit. Angel was one of those girls.

Angel viewed herself as a wraith roaming the halls. She kept head down and her large bulky bag clung tight to her body. Her frizzy, curly, unmanageable whisker tight in a messy pony tail. She never wore any constitution and shuffled in her ratted lawn tennis shoes she'd had since last class. With it being the eye of marchland, the TN heating system was blistering, but Angel Falls always wore that orotund Louis Harold Gray over sized hoodie. It was a very rarefied social function if it ever came off of her curving, plump body.

On this detail day, it was a Wednesday afternoon. The twenty percent period bell rang as the students gathered their belongings and rushed for the threshold. Angel would sigh with relief knowing another day was slowly coming to an end. She rose from her rear end and readjusted her baggy drab denim. This frustrated her as they didn't sit right on her hips, but were the but few pairs she had that would fit her prominent thigh and ass. Tossing her belongings into her oversides bag, she threw it over her shoulder and made her way to the threshold. Once hitting the halls, she chatter of scholarly person resound every recession. Her eyes glanced around for any familiar faces, but no one paid her any aid. With a soft sigh she turned the corner into the heavy Bay orbit swarming with students with the episodic distracted teacher. She made her way past a large group of guy rope that at first seemed to pay her no mind. As she was passing the male person bathroom, just past the group, she felt a warm range on her bag jerking her backrest. She stumbled back, falling to the ground. She went to yell and get up but was blocked by the Sami group of bozo pushing her further into the privy. The deeper into the lav she went the faster the door was closing behind them. Her freedom, her condom, gone.

Angel went to scream for assistant as the warning bell wailed outside the door. She was backed in a quoin now with six guys surrounding her. She went to hollo again, but one scrawny, but ripped Danton True Young man covered her mouth with a menicing grinning.

"Oh no you don't, bitch."The untested man growled.

Angel was shaking with fright. She knew she was out numbered and she couldn't image out why her. Out of all the young woman in the pupil consistency, why her. rip began to well in her eyes as a bit boy began to laugh. He was the marvelous in the group, a strong youth black man.

"look, you made her cry TJ ! Don't vexation doll face, we will involve good care of you."He grinned as he looked at the boy covering her back talk.

Out of sheer panic she bit TJ's hand as hard as she could, praying he would release his grasp. He released his mitt just long enough to smack her right across the face causing her to pretermit to her knee.

"stupid bitch..You're going to pay for that. Max, I'm getting her first for that one."TJ muttered as he grinned at younger black male. As TJ was walking to the cesspit to clean his hand another bigger guy stepped forward jerking her bag from her shoulder throwing it in a near by carrell. The bigger guy grabbed her up pinning her arms behind her back. angel tried to jerk away, but his effectiveness was no match for hers.

"Please..please let me go !"holy person begged and pleaded.

"I won't William Tell anyone, I promise !"She cried out.

The vocalization behind her echoed in her ear,"Oh, we aren't rental you go, but you still won't be telling anyone."

That vox. She recognized the vocalisation behind her. Her oculus darted around the dimly lit elbow room. She recognized everyone in the room ...

"Yes I will, jinx !"She cried out trying her best to yank away.

"You won't get away with this !"She yelled before a sticky firm silk was placed over her backtalk.

Her oculus darted around the group trying to remember each cheek, each name. TJ ... .Max ... whammy ... Castel ... Greyson..Kyle..

Yes, she would get gratis and report all of them.

Castel, a heavy and in charge type of guy stepped forward placing a hand on her cheek with that same sinister smiling as the others. Slowly his hand traveled down her neck, then to her dresser stopping right on top of her pull up stakes breast.

"I think this hoodie needs to come off so we can see what we are really working with."He chimmed as he reached in pocket pulling a rather tumid and incisive tongue from his pocket. He grabbed ahold of the top of her hoodie slowly the blade down the cotton fiber the material. Angels optic widened in terror trying to struggle away only causing the leaf blade to cut quicker. The boy let the real fall off her berm resting at her wrist joint where Jinx was holding her. Another baggy White T-shirt stood in the way of what the boy really wanted. With one quick rip, Castel tore the fabric from her organic structure exposing her average 40B breasts protruding from her red lacing bra. The bra was slightly to small causing her breasts to gain vigor even more than usual.

The male child began to hack at the sight of her titty. Angels eyes instantly hit the groundwith her brass turning a bright red. She tried to plough herself away from the gawking oculus, but was only held tighter.

"Now that's what I'm talking about !"TJ laughed as he reached a hand forward grabbing ahold of her right breast firmly.

Angel let out a small pant which caused the boys to grin more. She'd never felt a serve of feeling like that before.

"We picked a good one boys ! She must still be a virgin."Kyle smirked. He was more of the body politic boy that all the wan na be country girls flaunted over.

This comment caused TJ to go more intrigued. His hand travel down her trunk to her pelvic arch then to her zipper. His hands worked the triple push away from her stomach and pulled the slide fastener down to let out her scant blue-blooded hipster panty. holy person face grew redder by the endorse. The boy began to whistle and mock her attire as she kept her head down refusing to say a Book. TJ's hand made its way back under her chin forcing her to appear up at him. His heart spoke sinister wrangle and the grin dancing on his lips didn't speak much nicer. He ripped the film from her sassing and before she could cry out he forced his brim to hers, pushing his clapper passed her lips letting it kink and dance around the inside of her mouth. His former hand dropped to the inside of her step-in and began to rub her bald slit. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan against his lips as his finger's breadth teased her clit. Her torso was betraying her. Mentally she knew this was awry, but to her organic structure it felt so flop.

TJ pulled his hired man from her wet slit and his mouth away from her mouth as he mocked,"see I told you boys, she'd be slowly. The nobody's are always easy."

Castel pushed his way to the social movement of the group. His hand on either face of her hips jerks down her jeans and step-in in one fail slide."I hope she tastes as honest as she looks"he snarked before dropping down and burying his face against her pussy letting his glossa lick her pussy.

Her legs quivered under her as he continued to clobber faster and harder. Jinx dropped one of her wrists and reached around the grab a handful of her breasts. saint couldn't hold back a groan as her body was being teased and pleasured. She could sense a pressure building in her pussy. Could this be what a orgasm spirit like ? But before she could regain out, Castel pulled away and she was dropped to the ground by jonah. It was then she could hear the banging on the bathroom door as she was shoved into a draw close by stall with Max. Her bag and ratted clothing was collected from the ground and she was instructed to sit on Max's lap and to keep quiet. Her nude torso rested against his blown-up bulge pushing against his dungaree.

The bathroom door opened as a admin was demanding to do it why five students were hiding in the bathroom. Greyson casually spoke up,"I just got in here sir"and made his way to an empty-bellied stall.

"As for the balance of yal ?"The admin demanded. The boys quickly gathered their property murmuring as they exited the lavatory."Greyson hurry up !"The admin added before exiting the john himself.

As the bathroom door closed with a loud clunk Greyson exited the stall and walked over to the door locking it."I guess she's all ours Max."

Max reached forward unsecured the door pushing it open slightly. Then his bridge player fiercely worked his dungaree away from his hips exposing his very large, thick 8inch blackness peter."You're gon na ride me pamper. You're going to piss me cum. Then maybe I'll let you go."He whispered in Angel's ear as he raised her hips slightly lining his dick with nasty opening.

Greyson was the next into stall shutting and locking the door behind him."And you're going to sop up my cock until I cum, then maybe I'll want a routine with that tight small puss of yours."He said as he pulled his pants down exposing her large 7in cock directly in her human face.

"P-please no. D-don't make me do th- ..."Angel went to beg, but was cut off as Greyson forced his cock into her mouth and Max forced her down on his pecker. Her mind was in turmoil as she moaned. Her trunk was continuing to love this, but she only wanted it to intercept. Max continued to hump her harder forcing his cock deeper and deeper into her crocked pussy. backer body was shaking as it inched closer to that Same pressure from earlier. Greyson grabbed ahold of her ponytail forcing her to take his putz deeper down her throat causing her to gag. Her body was starting to loosen the more this went on. Max's hand roamed her body, pinching and pulling at her nipples and clit. Angel was enjoying this ... she didn't want it to stop.

Greyson groaned as he was getting confining already."This bitch has an astound mouth. Oh god, I'm going to cum. And you're going to live with it, do you understand me ?"He said as he slapped her across the cheek. She could only nod.

Max grinned as he knew he'd just gained a new trollop."You're going to be a unspoiled little girl and get my cum too right ?"He whispered in her ear with a grin. In a bedazzle province of mind, she nodded not entirely indisputable what she'd just agreed too. He smirked as he quickened his pace holding her tightly against him as he shot his warm cum deep inside her. holy person quivered as her legs seemed to shut away and her pussy tighten around Max's cock. She let out a moan as a Wave of pleasure rushed over her countless times. Greyson smirked as he gave one last driving force and came inside her mouth. She swallowed what she could but a few bead dribbled from her rim.

Greyson pulled away and began cleaning himself up as Max face lifting Angel from his lap. She stumbled on her foot slightly and fell to her human knee as both the boy laughed at her. Both Max and Greyson exited the booth before saying to her,"Get cleaned up and get to course of instruction, whore."

All holy person heard next was the mouse click of the lock chamber, the gibe of the door, and the blaring of the bell. She quickly grabbed up her belongings, grabbed her gym shirt from her bag to interchange the tattered one and slipped from the boys bath. Her head was down, her bosom was racing, her cheeks were red, but now instead of feeling as if nobody was watching her, she felt all middle on her .