Marie was a girl just blossoming into fair sex. A stylist young Parisienne who had just turned 22. Her light blond whisker was cut stylishly shortly and fiercely gel. Her makeup was applied with impeccable precision, highlighting her large depressed eyes. She wore miserly dungaree capri 's by the trendiest designer, and a liberate cotton top that when she moved just compensate showed a flash lamp of her budding breasts.

It was ahead of time Friday aurora and she was out in the suburbia, returning from an after hours nightclub. She had been drinking and taking E and was feeling in the mood for a laugh. She stopped at a newsstand to seize a feeding bottle of water and a copy of Charlie Hebdo. It was a satirical cartridge and always good for a laugh.

The screen had a picture of Mohammad and the cover and she laughed. There was going to be so much chaos from this. The pleb out here in the suburb will riot for for sure. It will be so practically fun to appear to be above it.

She turned the corner to point toward the metro for her ride home when she heard a muzzien calling from a nearby mosque for daybreak prayers. She smiled and thought maybe to do a little trouble of her own. She was walking by the mens entering to the mosque when she bent down to adjust her high gear cad. This had two effects. Firstly it pointed her shapely ass right at the men who were entering the mosque and secondly it caused her loose top to slide up her bare torso showing off her breasts still covered in glister from the nighttime of raving before.

One of the men turned to her and spat at her. He had a long salt and pepper face fungus with hair close cropped to his head and one of those curious skull caps. He was n't wearing right clothes either. He had on those gown that they were. It was a long one art object affair that went down to his ankles and fit rigorous across his gross belly.

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

'' gentile bitch ! '' He grabbed her and called out in Arabic to his friends who came running to aid. The grabbed her and dragged her into the entry region. The stripped off her shoe and tossed her into a outpouring. She splashed the water at them.

'' Sus scrofa ! You 'll pay for this. '' The stripped off there shoes and carried her into the mosque proper. There were prayer mats covering half the floor and a cart with the relaxation them about to diffuse out. The who spat on her grab her top and yanked it hard. It tore away from her wet consistence. Her nipples were firm with the in effect body of water. They were pocket-sized, hardly larger than the goose bumps that covered her body.

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

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

It was out as quickly as it was in. A mitt came down and smacked her hard. `` If I feel one tooth you will loosen them all '' She could feel her eye starting to puff up shut as the tool was shoved back into her mouth. She did n't know what to do. She did n't want to pleasure him but at the Saame 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 natural language went around the head of his penis until he started spurting in her mouth.

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

'' Now my friends, enjoy my new wifes lip. ''

The future man, the young of the group and perhaps only 40 walked up to her. He had dark skin, an Algerian she thought dismissively. he had a scraggly byssus. He wore a iniquity greenness with gold trim. Very plain in her estimation but garish compared to the beige robe of the others. He lifted it up revealing a wiry frame and an out of place pot belly.

Marie smiled and spat the mouthful of cum in his face. His hand was nimble to fly and he hit her strong knocking her over. He grabbed a handful of her pilus and yanked her up to meet his massive instrument. It was the expectant she had ever seen. A full 25cm long and large around as well. Underneath hung the big globe she had seen.

Without ceremony it was thrust down her throat and she gagged. She could n't breath as the member plowed down her mouth. She could do zero as his deal worked her head back and Forth River.

'' Stop '' she mumbled, coughing and gagging. Again, down her throat. When he pulled her point back she vomited over his member. He pulled her psyche forward and held it. She could n't catch one's breath. She felt his cum pouring down her gullet as his massive tool twitched in her throat.

She collapsed to the ground vomiting. Out of her backtalk came a mixture of disgorgement, cum and blood. She lay for a minute her facial expression in the mess.

The third man poked her with a walking marijuana cigarette. He was already bare and looked to be 100. He stood there with his wizened dick. `` Suck it infidel ! ``

She crawled over and wrapped her mouth around his member. She sucked on it for a sound 5 minutes and was finally rewarded with a dribble of cum.

The fourth and fifth part men had dropped there plain brown robe but were still wearing the skull caps. They were standing in front of her knock off cut cocks standing at care. She took one cock in each manus and began to buck them off. She alternated sucking and kissing the final stage.

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

'' Now to realise her my wife officially ! '' The first man shouted and threw her on the handcart of mats face first. The rugs were rough and scraped against her delicate breasts.

His hands grabbed the back of her tight jeans, the most effective birth control she used. She had a hard sufficiency meter getting them on and off and guys never could. He pulled on her dragging her torso across the rough out mats. She could feel the rug burn.

There was a brief discussion in Arabic and she heard the shick sound of a knife being opened and felt the cold steel against her rear. The sharp knife cut off her pants leaving a thinly line of blood down the back of each leg.

There was null she could do but cry when she felt the shaft enter her kitty-cat. It was tenacious and hard and filled her. He thrust thick and knockout and with every push the cart underneath her rock and her button and pap chafed on the rasping prayer carpet. He was pounding into her and she could feel her slit startle to get wet.

She was starting to feel pleasure as he pounded her. Then he stopped moving. He laughed and said `` spotter this. '' He grabbed her skinny thigh and pushed her forward. She and the cart rolled along his backbreaking peter. Then just before he was out, he pulled back forcing her onto his insensibility. The advantage to this for her was that he was going boring. Unfortunately his finger were digging in hard to her thighs. She would have bruises for indisputable. He picked up the tread. Pushing and pulling on her second joint as the others laughed. She was sore and rugburned but she felt her pussy tighten and declaration squeezing his rooster. 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 member out and saw no line of descent. `` The whore. I married a fancy woman. No ancestry, I was n't the first. '' He spat on her and shouted, `` I divorce you. I divorce you. I divorce you. ``

The Algerian smiled. He picked up the ruins of her panties and used them to mop up some of the vomit on the level. He placed them over her ass and then used a thumb to start to push them up inside. She resisted a bit but she was too tired to fight off the encroacher. He then took his monolithic penis and placed it at the entranceway to her ass.

She had never done anal retentive sex before. She had heard some female child talk it up, cheaper than rubbers they would say but she always felt disgusted by the theme. She felt his hammer pushing into her. It was hard at number 1. She felt a pull and tearing. She was weeping now. He thrust into her hard and all of the sudden he was all the way in. His large hands were on her hips and he pushed her towards him and away. Another man stood in strawman of her with his pecker at the ready. She did n't bed what do so she started sucking. Her arms were pulled out the sides and the men wrapped her bridge player around their prick. She just held on as they worked her arms in and out, jerking off themselves off her hands.

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