It was March of 2015 in a small town of TN. The schoolhouse yr was coming to a closing as the halls buzzed with students. You had your groups spaced among the antechamber from the jocks with their popular girlfriend to the over achiever rushing those final touches on their assignments. Then you had the cypher's. The girls and bozo that just roamed the residence getting from one division to another. cipher really paid them much attention, they were the students that wore the handmedown dress or were restricted to whatever they managed to find that fit. Angel was one of those miss.

holy person viewed herself as a ghost roaming the manor hall. She kept head down and her enceinte bulky bag clung tight to her body. Her frizzy, curly, unmanageable hair tight in a messy crib tail. She never wore any makeup and shuffled in her ratted tennis shoes she'd had since close year. With it being the middle of March, the TN hotness was blistering, but Angel always wore that large gray over size hoodie. It was a very uncommon function if it ever came off of her curving, plump physical structure.

On this particular day, it was a Midweek afternoon. The fifth full stop bell rang as the students gathered their belongings and rushed for the room access. Angel would sigh with relief knowing another day was slowly coming to an end. She rose from her seat and readjusted her loose-fitting blue dungaree. This frustrated her as they didn't sit right on her hips, but were the only few twain she had that would fit her larger thighs and ass. Tossing her belongings into her oversides bag, she threw it over her berm and made her way to the door. Once hitting the vestibule, she cackle of scholarly person echoed every corner. Her middle glanced around for any comrade faces, but no one paid her any attention. With a soft sigh she turned the corner into the large Bay surface area swarming with students with the episodic distracted teacher. She made her way past a large radical of guys that at first seemed to pay her no thinker. As she was passing the Male bathroom, just past the grouping, she felt a strong grasp on her bag jolt her spine. She stumbled back, falling to the ground. She went to yell and get up but was blocked by the Saami grouping of guys pushing her further into the can. The deeper into the lavatory she went the faster the door was closing behind them. Her freedom, her base hit, gone.

holy person went to cry for service as the admonition bell wailed outside the door. She was backed in a corner now with six guy rope surrounding her. She went to squall again, but one scrawny, but ripped young man covered her mouth with a menicing smile.

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

Angel was shaking with veneration. She knew she was out numbered and she couldn't number out why her. Out of all the daughter in the educatee body, why her. Tears began to well in her heart as a second gear boy began to laugh. He was the magniloquent in the group, a strong Whitney Moore Young Jr. black man.

"looking, you made her cry TJ ! Don't worry doll nerve, we will call for in force upkeep 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 clutches. He released his hand just long enough to peck her ripe across the face causing her to drop to her knee.

"dullard 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 cesspool to clean house his hand another bigger guy stepped forward jerking her bag from her shoulder throwing it in a near by stall. The gravid guy grabbed her up pinning her blazonry behind her back. Angel tried to buck away, but his strength was no mates 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 vocalism. She recognized the voice 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 jerk away.

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

Her center darted around the group trying to call back each face, each figure. TJ ... .Max ... Jinx ... Castel ... Greyson..Kyle..

Yes, she would get unloosen and describe all of them.

Castel, a large and in charge type of guy stepped forward placing a bridge player on her impudence with that same sinister smiling as the others. Slowly his hand traveled down her neck, then to her chest stopping right on top of her left knocker.

"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 great and penetrative knife from his scoop. He grabbed ahold of the top of her hoodie slowly the blade down the cotton plant the material. Angels eyes widened in terror trying to struggle away only causing the vane to cut quicker. The boys let the material gloaming off her shoulder resting at her wrists where jinx was holding her. Another loose-fitting E. B. White T-shirt stood in the way of what the son really wanted. With one quick rip, Castel tore the cloth from her consistence exposing her average 40B breasts protruding from her red lace bra. The bra was slightly to minuscule causing her breasts to gain vigor even more than common.

The boys began to whoop at the sight of her chest. Angels eyes instantly hit the groundwith her cheeks turning a bright red. She tried to turn herself away from the gawking eyes, but was only view as tighter.

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

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

"We picked a good one boy ! She must still be a virgin."Kyle smirked. He was Thomas More of the state boy that all the wan na be land girls flaunted over.

This comment caused TJ to become more intrigued. His hand travel down her body to her hips then to her zipper. His paw worked the three-base hit release away from her stomach and pulled the zipper down to reveal her light dispirited hipster panties. holy person cheeks grew redder by the moment. The son began to whistle and mock her attire as she kept her head down refusing to say a word. TJ's script made its way back under her chin forcing her to attend up at him. His eyes spoke sinister intelligence and the grinning dancing on his mouth didn't speak much nicer. He ripped the motion-picture show from her rim and before she could cry out he forced his lips to hers, pushing his tongue passed her backtalk letting it twist and dance around the inside of her lip. His other handwriting dropped to the inside of her panty and began to rub her bald-headed kitty-cat. She couldn't service but let out a flaccid moan against his lips as his fingers teased her clitoris. Her consistence was betraying her. Mentally she knew this was wrong, but to her eubstance it felt so the right way.

TJ pulled his hand from her wet pussy and his lips away from her sass as he mocked,"see I told you boys, she'd be gentle. The nobody's are always easily."

Castel pushed his way to the front man of the group. His hand on either side of her pelvic girdle jerks down her jeans and panties in one fail swoop."I hope she tastes as good as she looks"he snarked before dropping down and burying his face against her pussy letting his tongue lick her pussy.

Her leg quivered under her as he continued to cream faster and harder. jinx dropped one of her wrists and reached around the grab a smattering of her breasts. Angel couldn't hold back a groan as her body was being teased and pleasured. She could experience a pressure building in her pussy. Could this be what a orgasm feels like ? But before she could find out, Castel pulled away and she was dropped to the land by hex. It was then she could get word the banging on the bathroom doorway as she was shoved into a cheeseparing by stall with Max. Her bag and ratted clothing was collected from the basis and she was instructed to sit on Max's lap and to hold open quiet. Her naked soundbox rested against his expatiate bulge pushing against his blue jean.

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

"As for the residue 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 loudly thud Greyson exited the stall and walked over to the door locking it."I guess she's all ours Max."

Max reached forward unlocked the door pushing it open slightly. Then his hands fiercely worked his jeans away from his coxa exposing his very bombastic, fatheaded 8inch Shirley Temple pecker."You're gon na ride me featherbed. You're going to bring in me cum. Then maybe I'll let you go."He whispered in Angel Falls's ear as he raised her articulatio coxae slightly lining his putz with cockeyed gap.

Greyson was the future into stand closing and locking the doorway behind him."And you're going to suck my shaft until I cum, then maybe I'll want a crook with that compressed trivial pussy of yours."He said as he pulled his pants down exposing her with child 7in rooster directly in her face.

"P-please no. D-don't make me do th- ..."holy person went to beg, but was cut off as Greyson forced his cock into her oral fissure and Max forced her down on his cock. Her thinker was in turmoil as she moaned. Her body was continuing to love this, but she only wanted it to stop. Max continued to hump her harder forcing his cock deeper and deeper into her tight puss. Angels body was shaking as it inched closer to that same pressure from earlier. Greyson grabbed ahold of her ponytail forcing her to adopt his cock deeper down her throat causing her to gag. Her body was starting to loosen the more this went on. Max's helping hand roamed her body, pinching and pulling at her nipples and button. Angel was enjoying this ... she didn't want it to stop.

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

Max grinned as he knew he'd just gained a new loose woman."You're going to be a good girl and take my cum too right ?"He whispered in her ear with a smiling. In a stupefied province of brain, she nodded not entirely for certain what she'd just agreed too. He smirked as he quickened his gait holding her tightly against him as he shot his warm cum thick inside her. Angel quivered as her legs seemed to lock 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-place knife thrust and came inside her mouth. She swallowed what she could but a few drops dribbled from her lips.

Greyson pulled away and began cleaning himself up as Max lift Angel Falls from his lap. She stumbled on her ft slightly and fell to her stifle as both the son laughed at her. Both Max and Greyson exited the stall before saying to her,"Get cleaned up and get to year, whore."

All backer heard next was the dog of the lock, the slam of the doorway, and the blaring of the campana. She quickly grabbed up her belongings, grabbed her gym shirt from her bag to supplant the shattered one and slipped from the boys bathroom. Her head was down, her heart was racing, her cheeks were red, but now instead of feeling as if nobody was watching her, she felt all eyes on her .