It was March of 2015 in a humble town of TN. The school day year was coming to a close as the student residence buzzed with students. You had your grouping spaced among the mansion house from the athlete with their popular girl to the over achievers rushing those final exam skin senses on their assignments. Then you had the cypher's. The lady friend and guy that just roamed the halls getting from one class to another. Nobody really paid them much attention, they were the educatee that wore the handmedown dress or were restricted to whatever they managed to encounter that fit. Angel was one of those girls.

holy man viewed herself as a touch roaming the halls. She kept head down and her large bulky bag clung tight to her trunk. Her frizzy, curly, unmanageable hair tight in a messy pony bottom. She never wore any makeup and shuffled in her ratted lawn tennis skid she'd had since last class. With it being the eye of March, the TN heat was blistering, but holy person always wore that large gray over sized hoodie. It was a very rarefied social function if it ever came off of her curving, plump body.

On this particular day, it was a Wednesday afternoon. The fifth period bell shape rang as the educatee gathered their belongings and rushed for the door. Angel would sigh with relief knowing another day was slowly coming to an end. She rose from her seat and readjusted her baggy gamey jeans. This frustrated her as they didn't sit right on her hips, but were the only few pairs she had that would fit her great thighs and ass. Tossing her belongings into her oversides bag, she threw it over her shoulder and made her way to the door. Once hitting the halls, she yack of students echoed every corner. Her eyes glanced around for any fellow faces, but no one paid her any attention. With a easy sigh she turned the corner into the turgid Bay domain swarming with scholar with the occasional distracted instructor. She made her way past a big mathematical group of guys that at first seemed to pay her no intellect. As she was passing the male person toilet, just past the chemical group, she felt a strong grip on her bag jerk her back. She stumbled back, falling to the ground. She went to yell and get up but was blocked by the Saami group of guys pushing her further into the bathroom. The deeper into the lav she went the faster the door was closing behind them. Her freedom, her rubber, gone.

Angel went to call for help as the warning toll wailed outside the room access. She was backed in a corner now with six cat surrounding her. She went to scream again, but one scrawny, but ripped Whitney Young man covered her mouth with a menicing smile.

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

Angel was shaking with fear. She knew she was out numbered and she couldn't public figure out why her. Out of all the girls in the student consistency, why her. snag began to well in her centre as a second boy began to laugh. He was the tallest in the group, a unassailable Brigham Young black man.

"feel, you made her cry TJ ! Don't worry doll nerve, we will take good care of you."He grinned as he looked at the boy covering her mouth.

Out of sheer affright she bit TJ's hand as hard as she could, praying he would release his grasp. He released his helping hand just long enough to smack her right wing across the grimace causing her to drop to her knees.

"pillock bitch..You're going to pay for that. Max, I'm getting her first-class honours degree for that one."TJ muttered as he grinned at younger black Male. As TJ was walking to the sink to cleanse his paw another swelled guy stepped forward jerking her bag from her shoulder throwing it in a near by carrel. The boastful guy grabbed her up pinning her arms behind her binding. Angel tried to twitch away, but his strength was no catch for hers.

"Please..please let me go !"Angel begged and pleaded.

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

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

That voice. She recognized the vocalism behind her. Her eyes darted around the dimly lit 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 rima oris.

Her oculus darted around the grouping trying to call back each face, each name. TJ ... .Max ... Jinx ... Castel ... Greyson..Kyle..

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

Castel, a vauntingly and in charge type of guy stepped forward placing a hand on her brass with that same sinister grin as the others. Slowly his mitt traveled down her neck opening, then to her chest stopping right on top of her left white meat.

"I think this hoodie needs to come in off so we can see what we are really working with."He chimmed as he reached in sack pulling a rather with child and sharp tongue from his pocket. He grabbed ahold of the top of her hoodie slowly the blade down the cotton the material. Angels eyes widened in panic trying to struggle away only causing the brand to cut quicker. The son let the material fall off her articulatio humeri resting at her wrists where Jinx was holding her. Another baggy white T-shirt stood in the way of what the boys really wanted. With one quick rip, Castel tore the fabric from her dead body exposing her average 40B bosom protruding from her red lace bra. The bra was slightly to minuscule causing her titty to percolate even to a greater extent than usual.

The boy began to whoop at the flock of her titty. Angels center instantly hit the groundwith her brass turning a hopeful red. She tried to sprain herself away from the gawking heart, but was only moderate tighter.

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

Angel let out a minuscule pant which caused the male child to grin more. She'd never felt a service of feeling like that before.

"We picked a sound one male child ! She must still be a Virgo the Virgin."Kyle smirked. He was more of the country boy that all the wan na be res publica miss flaunted over.

This scuttlebutt caused TJ to become more intrigued. His script travel down her body to her hips then to her zipper. His helping hand worked the triple buttons away from her stomach and pulled the zipper down to reveal her light profane flower child panty. Angel Falls cheeks grew redder by the second. The male child began to whistle and bemock her dress as she kept her head down refusing to say a Book. TJ's hand made its way back under her Kuki-Chin forcing her to look up at him. His centre spoke sinister words and the grinning dancing on his lips didn't speak much nicer. He ripped the film from her lips and before she could cry out he forced his mouth to hers, pushing his tongue passed her lip letting it twirl and saltation around the inside of her mouth. His other manus dropped to the inside of her panties and began to rub her bald cunt. She couldn't help but let out a soft groan against his lips as his fingers teased her button. Her body was betraying her. Mentally she knew this was wrong, but to her soundbox it felt so right.

TJ pulled his deal from her wet pussy and his brim away from her sassing as he mocked,"see I told you boys, she'd be easy. The nobody's are always prosperous."

Castel pushed his way to the front of the grouping. His hands on either side of her hips jerks down her jean and panties in one fail slide."I hope she tastes as good as she looks"he snarked before dropping down and burying his face against her pussy letting his natural language lick her pussy.

Her legs quivered under her as he continued to lick faster and harder. whammy dropped one of her carpus and reached around the grab a handful of her breasts. angel couldn't hold back a moan as her body was being teased and pleasured. She could feel a pressure edifice in her pussy. Could this be what a coming flavour like ? But before she could receive out, Castel pulled away and she was dropped to the primer by jonah. It was then she could hear the banging on the bathroom door as she was shoved into a nigh 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 placidity. Her nude body rested against his enlarged excrescence pushing against his dungaree.

The bathroom room access opened as a admin was demanding to know why five bookman 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 repose of yal ?"The admin demanded. The boys quickly gathered their belongings murmuring as they exited the bathroom."Greyson hurry up !"The admin added before exiting the bathroom himself.

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

Max reached forward unsecured the room access pushing it open slightly. Then his hands fiercely worked his denim away from his coxa exposing his very turgid, thickly 8inch fatal cock."You're gon na ride me featherbed. You're going to make me cum. Then maybe I'll let you go."He whispered in Angel Falls's ear as he raised her rose hip slightly lining his stopcock with tight opening move.

Greyson was the next into drag one's feet shutting and locking the door behind him."And you're going to suck my peter until I cum, then maybe I'll want a bout with that fast little snatch of yours."He said as he pulled his pants down exposing her gravid 7in prick directly in her 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 cock. Her mind was in turmoil as she moaned. Her body was continuing to love this, but she only wanted it to give up. Max continued to fuck her harder forcing his cock deeper and deeper into her tight slit. Angels body was shaking as it inched closer to that same pressure from former. Greyson grabbed ahold of her ponytail forcing her to train his pecker deeper down her throat causing her to gag. Her body was starting to relax the more this went on. Max's hand roamed her dead body, pinching and pulling at her pap and clit. Angel was enjoying this ... she didn't want it to stop over.

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

Max grinned as he knew he'd just gained a new trollop."You're going to be a good girl and take my cum too right ?"He whispered in her ear with a grin. In a dazed state of mind, she nodded not entirely for certain 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. Angel quivered as her ramification seemed to lock and her pussy tighten around Max's pecker. She let out a groan as a wave of pleasure rushed over her numberless time. Greyson smirked as he gave one live drive and came inside her back talk. She swallowed what she could but a few fall dribbled from her backtalk.

Greyson pulled away and began cleaning himself up as Max rhytidoplasty Angel from his lap. She stumbled on her fundament slightly and fell to her knees as both the boys laughed at her. Both Max and Greyson exited the sales booth before saying to her,"Get cleaned up and get to class, whore."

All Angel heard next was the suction stop of the lock, the slam of the door, and the clamor of the chime. She quickly grabbed up her property, grabbed her gym shirt from her bag to replace the tattered one and slipped from the male child can. Her mind was down, her heart was racing, her brass were red, but now instead of feeling as if nobody was watching her, she felt all eyes on her .