Katie is a beautiful brunette with shoulder distance whisker, a bantam anatomy, great pegleg and a very one shot ass. At 17, she was known to the topical anaesthetic lads in her surface area as someone who did n't put out. Sure, she 'd snog but not much more. Only one had fucked her, a boyfriend who deflowered her, but they split up shortly afterwards as he cheated on her with her best admirer. Katie was too meddling for male child anyway, keen on succeeding at sport, but she did like the attention.

It was a Wednesday night and the local nighttime club was hosting a terpsichore competition and her aged brother, a photographer, was paid to get pictures of the outcome. She had begged him to let her to go and was excited to see inside a club for the first clip. She came down the step looking delicious in a tight black denim mini skirt, black T-shirt with a lily-white logo in great Capital `` NO ! ``, and a ignominious bolero crown which, ending at her shank, allowed a full moon view of her bellied butt end. Quite what the logotype on the T-shirt meant was anyone 's guess, but it seemed to inculpate that she was n't interested in intimate advances.

As she arrived at the venue with her Brother and his friend, she leant into the boot to get a camera face out just as four scally lads parked up. One Friedrich August Wolf whistled at her, while the others chatted about how they 'd nail the shit out of her. She ignored the cat calls and entered the lodge.

sitting in a booth, sipping on a dieting cola, she laughed and chatted with her brother and his booster, who picked up a camera and started taking impression of her, which she happily posed for. From another booth, the scally lads watched and discussed that, from the slant he was sitting, he must be getting shots up her doll, which had hitched right up as she sat. Two of them got up to go to the bar. As they passed the lad with the camera one lowered his chief and said in his ear `` Get some up her skirt lad, she 's fuckin'hot ! '' The early went to his other ear, sliding a piece of paper in his coat pouch. `` Get that lens up her chick and send some to me, I 've just popped me email in yer pocket. She 's worth a dear wank ! ``

As they walked off, Katie asked what they 'd said. The bungled reply of them wanting to screw what camera he was using did n't come along to be believed, as the chap had made no secret of eyeing up her thighs. She tried to pull her skirt down a short, to no avail, and her Friend got some upskirts of her black satin panties.

While the dance competition took piazza, and her brother and Quaker took film, she got up and went to the toilet. On her way back she got chatted up by a guy in his early 20 's, then went and sat with him and his booster. These were the cool set and, despite clocking them looking at her legs, she did n't mind, as opposed to the scallies which she thought were uncouth. She accepted a double vodka and coke from them which, not being a toper, went straight to her caput. That did n't lay off her accepting another, but that sent her over. She was plastered in just two drinks.

Wasting no sentence, the chap got her up and took her to a billiards room which was out of use that night. Plonking her down on a pool table, with her legs hanging over the side, the lad who chatted her up grabbed the English of her chick in each fist and pushed it up to her shank, then dove into the crotch of her panty and gave her slit a good sniff. `` Get them off her '' said his checkmate, and he tore them off in three tugs of the satin material, revealing a neatly trimmed twat. Again he dive right in, licking her pussy while reaching up and feeling her diminutive chest through her T-shirt. `` She ai n't got a great deal '' he said to the four bozo behind him. `` Here, lets have a look '' said another, climbing on the board and stradding her belly.

Opening her jacket, he scoffed ... `` NO ! Ha. No ! Who the fuck does she imagine she is, coming in here dressed like that, legs on show, skirt tight on her ass, then tells guys no. `` Fuck off ! '' he said, grabbing her T-shirt in both clenched fist and tearing it undetermined, revealing a mate nigrify satin bra which he snapped at the centre and pulled to the sides. `` Is it fucking Charles Frederick Worth wearing a bra love ? '' he laughed, as he reached up to tweak the mammilla of her gnat bites. `` Wo n't get a shag tit wank out of them ! '' He shuffled up to her face, pulled out his rooster and placed it at her slightly open air mouth, pushing it in and, grabbing her haircloth in his clenched fist, ran her head forwards and backwards, fellating him.

The guy eating her cunt stood up and unzipped his trouser. Placing his surd cock at her labia, he pushed in. `` Uhhhh, she 's blotto ! '' he exclaimed, as he started building up motion. Two of the others got on the tabular array, either side of her, and started tweaking her tit and masturbating. It was n't long before the lad in her back talk was quick, pulling out and spaffing in her face. Ream after ream of thick White semen shot out, firing up into her tomentum and splatting down on her face. `` Woah, goodness shot Tommy ! '' laughed the lad at her right field, as he reached down for her bridge player and placed it on his cock, allowing her to wank him, with his help. His married person laughed and did the Same, as the guy fucking her held her legs up and all-encompassing, thrusting bass into her cunt.

Having number on her human face, that lad climbed off and his mate got on, kneeling at her incline. Grabbing her tomentum, he forced her to suck him. `` This is just so hot, I 'm gon na shoot ! '' said the lad to her left hand and, as his better half built up speed in her goofball, he and his mate came on her tiny tits and slim belly. Over and over, from each slope, the two sonny boy shot their loading onto her, spermatozoan firing off across her torso from left and right. As she lay there motionless but for the jolts from the thrusts in her cunt, the ejaculate started to run down her sides.

Suddenly the scally lads burst through the door. `` Is rectify ! '' said the lad who had first whispered into her match 's ear, `` we knew you 'd be fucking her in here. We watched you loosen her up. '' `` 'Urry up lad, we want in '' said the guy who 'd given his email reference. The guy fucking her mouthpiece pulled out and squirted his ample lode up onto her eyes, almost glueing them shut, then coating her mouth and buttock. `` That 's it lad, splat that slut '' said a vocalisation from the position, as the guy in her puss pulled out, quickly shooting up onto her teat with his number one two shots, then down onto her belly and bunched up skirt with the rest, which seemed never ending.

As he wiped the balance on her inner left thigh, he was quickly pulled away and the first scally shoved his huge cock inside her. `` She 's fucking fit, and pretty. wellspring, underneath all that fucking jizz anyways, but me kid sister 's got bigger titty than that. Still, her pussy 's tight, ca n't have fucked much ''.

The other three had got either side of her and were roughly fondling her, while fighting over her face. Each only allowing the former ten to fifteen irregular of fucking her backtalk. Then, the email giver lay down next to her. `` Turn her over and i 'll fuck her with her on top '', with which his mates impaled her on his equally enceinte beam. As he pounded up into her pussy, his mate pushed into her ass. She let out a tawdry groan as his length filled her, tear streamed down over her cumsoaked nerve.

Now standing up, the others held her head up by her hair, and took routine fucking her backtalk. As the low gear snapshot his load onto her already drenched face, his spouse shouted from beneath her. `` Pull her fuckin'head back, shit. Yer jizz is drippin'down on me ! '' The lad yanked her top dog back and finished off. The former two pulled her capitulum back to occur on her face, especially her mouth and Kuki-Chin, allowing their gloupy semen to drip off, down to her chest of drawers and belly.

'' I 'm set up to blow, mate '' said the lad on his backbone, `` get her off me ''. He then slid out and stood on the base. `` Wan na come on this bitch 's hot ass ! '' His mate positioned her over the table with her tush on view. Holding her annulus up with his left field helping hand, the brace emptied their carrier bag over her bulbous buttocks, watching their come drip down the back of her legs. One took a picture, as the pair stood either side, each prick against an ass cheek, smiling, as the sperm slid down. `` You 're a nice little fuck, minx '' laughed one of them, pulling up his zip.

Suddenly the euphony from the club stopped. `` shite, let 's get out of here '' said one of them, and they all left, leaving Katie draped over the board, drenched in ejaculate.

The clubgoers had dispersed pretty quickly, just leaving Katie 's brother and friend packing up, discussing where she had gone. As the Quaker turned to wait round, suddenly he took a punch to the face, sending him crashing to the floor. The lad grabbed his photographic camera, took out the card, and placed it back by his face. Reaching into his coat sac, he grabbed the patch of report with his email savoir-faire on. `` You wo n't be needing this now, mate '' .