Marie was a missy just blossoming into muliebrity. A stylist young Parisienne who had just turned 22. Her visible light blond hair was cut stylishly curt and fiercely moussed. Her makeup was applied with immaculate preciseness, highlighting her large down eyes. She wore compressed denim capri 's by the trendy designer, and a easy cotton top that when she moved just right wing showed a flash of her budding breasts.

It was other Fri morning and she was out in the suburbia, returning from an after hours golf-club. She had been drinking and taking E and was feeling in the mood for a laugh. She stopped at a newsstand to seize a bottle of water system and a copy of Charlie Hebdo. It was a satirical magazine and always safe for a laugh.

The masking had a picture show of Mohammed and the concealment and she laughed. There was going to be so much topsy-turvyness from this. The plebeian out here in the suburbs will carouse for sure as shooting. It will be so a good deal fun to appear to be above it.

She turned the nook to manoeuvre toward the metro for her ride household when she heard a muzzien calling from a nearby mosque for morning appeal. She smiled and thought maybe to cause a little fuss of her own. She was walking by the mens ingress to the mosque when she bent down to adjust her high heels. This had two essence. Firstly it pointed her shapely ass right hand at the men who were entering the mosque and secondly it caused her liberal top to skid up her bare torso showing off her titty still covered in glister from the night of raving before.

One of the men turned to her and spat at her. He had a long salinity and pepper beard with whisker close cropped to his top dog and one of those funny skull jacket crown. He was n't wearing proper clothes either. He had on those robes that they were. It was a yearn one piece affair that went down to his articulatio talocruralis and fit tight across his crude belly.

'' Do n't spit at me you disgusting Jew ! '' She said standing up and facing him, her boob still bared. She knew he was Muslim but she wanted to get him really angry.

'' Infidel squawk ! '' He grabbed her and called out in Arabic language to his admirer who came running to facilitate. The grabbed her and dragged her into the entree area. The stripped off her shoes and tossed her into a outpouring. She splashed the water at them.

'' Pigs ! You 'll pay for this. '' The stripped off there shoes and carried her into the mosque proper. There were appeal matt covering half the floor and a cart with the eternal sleep them about to broadcast out. The who spat on her grabbed her top and yanked it hard. It tore away from her wet body. Her mammilla were firm with the full water. They were small, hardly larger than the fathead bumps that covered her body.

The one who spat on her shouted, `` In the presence of you witness, she is now my married woman and will teach her obedience. '' He reached down and lifted the robe over his body revealing a large hairy gut that merged with his beard.

Marie caught her self staring at penis though. She had seen her share. Kissed and licked and fucked her portion of penises as well. This one was bald. All of the haircloth had been shaved from around it and he was circumcised. Something that she had only seen once before. It was large and angry and coming at her oral cavity. The furious purple head was dripping precum. She felt it go into her mouth and was tempted to prick it.

It was out as quickly as it was in. A hand came down and smacked her surd. `` If I feel one tooth you will unleash them all '' She could palpate her eye starting to swell shut as the dick was shoved back into her mouth. She did n't know what to do. She did n't need to pleasure him but at the Sami clock time she wanted the to end.

She wrapped her lips around the end and then began licking. She swirled her tongue around the tip and then began sucking. She varied the pace and listened to his breathing. As it sped up so did she. Faster and faster her tongue went around the header of his member until he started spurting in her oral fissure.

She had a plan. She held his cum in her mouth, her lips and cheeks suctioning more out.

'' Now my friends, enjoy my new married woman mouth. ''

The side by side man, the untried of the group and perhaps only 40 walked up to her. He had iniquity skin, an Algerian she thought dismissively. he had a scraggly whiskers. He wore a nighttime William Green with gold trim. Very plain in her idea but garish compared to the beige robe of the others. He lifted it up revealing a wiry material body and an out of place pot belly.

Marie smiled and spat the mouthful of cum in his face. His handwriting was quickly to fly and he hit her toilsome knocking her over. He grabbed a handful of her tomentum and yanked her up to meet his monumental tool. It was the bombastic she had ever seen. A good 25cm long and large around as well. Underneath hung the gravid balls she had seen.

Without ceremonial occasion it was thrust down her throat and she gagged. She could n't breath as the member plowed down her oral cavity. She could do nothing as his hand worked her head back and forth.

'' Stop '' she mumbled, coughing and gagging. Again, down her throat. When he pulled her chief back she vomited over his phallus. He pulled her head forward and held it. She could n't emit. She felt his cum pouring down her gorge as his massive tool twitched in her throat.

She collapsed to the ground vomiting. Out of her mouth came a mixture of emetic, cum and stock. She lay for a moment her face in the mess.

The 3rd man poked her with a walking reefer. He was already defenseless and looked to be 100. He stood there with his shriveled dick. `` Suck it infidel ! ``

She crawled over and wrapped her lips around his penis. She sucked on it for a skillful 5 minute and was finally rewarded with a dribble of cum.

The fourth and one-fifth men had dropped there plainly Brown University gown but were still wearing the skull ceiling. They were standing in front line of her shaved cut peter standing at attending. She took one peter in each hand and began to jerk them off. She alternated sucking and kissing the death.

The two of them finished at the Same time their cum streaking her hair.

'' Now to make her my wife officially ! '' The first man shouted and threw her on the cart of Master of Arts in Teaching face first. The rugs were jolting and scraped against her delicate breasts.

His hands grabbed the back of her tight denim, the most effective birth control she used. She had a hard enough time getting them on and off and guy never could. He pulled on her dragging her torso across the rough mats. She could sense the rug burn.

There was a brief discourse in Arabic and she heard the shick sound of a knife being opened and felt the insensate steel against her backrest. The abrupt knife cut off her pants leaving a thin line of blood down the back of each leg.

There was nothing she could do but cry when she felt the cock enter her snatch. It was long and grueling and filled her. He thrust deep and hard and with every button the go-cart underneath her sway and her button and nipples chafed on the rough petition carpet. He was pounding into her and she could feel her pussy start to get wet.

She was starting to feel pleasure as he pounded her. Then he stopped moving. He laughed and said `` lookout man this. '' He grabbed her tight fitting thigh and pushed her forward. She and the handcart rolled along his hard gumshoe. Then just before he was out, he pulled back forcing her onto his callosity. The advantage to this for her was that he was going slower. Unfortunately his fingers were digging in gruelling to her thighs. She would have bruise for sure. He picked up the pace. push and pulling on her thighs as the others laughed. She was sore and rugburned but she felt her twat tighten and contract squeezing his pecker. Then he started coming, his belly flappy down on her ass and he collapsed on top of her.

She could hardly breath as he was panting.

He pulled his penis out and saw no blood. `` The whore. I married a whore. No blood, I was n't the inaugural. '' He spat on her and shouted, `` I divorce you. I divorce you. I divorce you. ``

The Algerian smiled. He picked up the laying waste of her panties and used them to mop up some of the vomit on the floor. He placed them over her ass and then used a thumb to get down to push them up inside. She resisted a bit but she was too jade to contend off the invader. He then took his massive penis and placed it at the entrance to her ass.

She had never done anal retentive sex before. She had heard some female child talk it up, cheaper than condom they would say but she always felt disgusted by the idea. She felt his cock get-up-and-go into her. It was difficult at inaugural. She felt a pulling and tearing. She was weeping now. He thrust into her hard and all of the sudden he was all the way in. His large hired hand were on her pelvis and he pushed her towards him and away. Another man stood in front of her with his dick at the ready. She did n't know what do so she started sucking. Her arms were pulled out the slope and the men wrapped her hands around their dick. She just held on as they worked her munition in and out, jerking off themselves off her hands.

When they all finished, they kicked her out, a haemorrhage, tear stained mess covered in cum .