Marie was a girlfriend just blossoming into fair sex. A stylist Young Parisienne who had just turned 22. Her light blond hair was cut stylishly short and fiercely mousse. Her makeup was applied with impeccable preciseness, highlighting her magnanimous bluish eyes. She wore tight blue jean capri 's by the voguish room decorator, and a liberal cotton top that when she moved just right showed a wink of her budding breasts.

It was early on friday morning and she was out in the suburbs, returning from an after hours night club. She had been drinking and taking E and was feeling in the mood for a laugh. She stopped at a newsstand to snap up a bottle of water and a copy of Charlie Hebdo. It was a satirical magazine and always good for a laugh.

The cover had a picture of Mohammed and the natural covering and she laughed. There was going to be so a great deal topsy-turvydom from this. The plebeians out here in the suburban area will riot for sure. It will be so much fun to appear to be above it.

She turned the corner to head toward the subway for her ride menage when she heard a muzzien calling from a nearby mosque for morning petition. She smiled and thought maybe to cause a piffling fuss of her own. She was walking by the mens entrance to the mosque when she bent down to align her luxuriously heels. This had two essence. Firstly it pointed her shapely ass right at the men who were entering the mosque and secondly it caused her loose top to slip up her bare torso showing off her breasts still covered in glitter from the night of raving before.

One of the men turned to her and bickering at her. He had a tenacious table salt and pepper beard with tomentum close cropped to his head and one of those funny skull hood. He was n't wearing proper clothes either. He had on those robes that they were. It was a long one bit liaison that went down to his ankle joint and fit blotto across his gross belly.

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

'' Infidel beef ! '' He grabbed her and called out in Arabic to his protagonist who came running to avail. The grabbed her and dragged her into the entrance domain. The stripped off her shoes and tossed her into a natural spring. She splashed the H2O at them.

'' copper ! You 'll pay for this. '' The stripped off there horseshoe and carried her into the mosque proper. There were supplication mats covering half the floor and a handcart with the rest them about to spread out. The who spat on her grabbed her top and yanked it hard. It tore away from her wet eubstance. Her nipples were firm with the well water. They were pocket-sized, hardly with child than the goose gibbosity 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 dead body revealing a large hairy gut that merged with his beard.

Marie caught her ego staring at phallus though. She had seen her contribution. 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 turgid and angry and coming at her back talk. The tempestuous purple head was dripping precum. She felt it go into her backtalk and was tempted to bite it.

It was out as quickly as it was in. A hand came down and smacked her severely. `` If I feel one tooth you will unleash them all '' She could finger her eye starting to swell shut as the dick was shoved back into her backtalk. She did n't know what to do. She did n't want to pleasure him but at the same 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 spit went around the head of his member until he started spurting in her lip.

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

'' Now my supporter, enjoy my new wifes mouth. ''

The succeeding man, the untried of the group and perhaps only 40 walked up to her. He had dark cutis, an Algerian she thought dismissively. he had a scraggly beard. He wore a dark commons 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 taste of cum in his face. His hand was speedy to fly and he hit her hard knocking her over. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her up to fill his monolithic putz. It was the gravid she had ever seen. A total 25cm long and large around as well. Underneath hung the largest testicle she had seen.

Without ceremonial it was thrust down her pharynx and she gagged. She could n't breath as the penis plowed down her mouth. She could do cipher as his deal worked her head back and Forth River.

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

She collapsed to the ground vomiting. Out of her rima oris came a commixture of emesis, cum and ancestry. She lay for a present moment her face in the mess.

The third man poked her with a walking stick. 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 back talk around his phallus. She sucked on it for a good 5 minutes and was finally rewarded with a drivel of cum.

The quartern and fifth part men had dropped there plain brownish gown but were still wearing the skull caps. They were standing in front of her shaved cut dick standing at attention. She took one peter in each manus and began to jerk them off. She alternated sucking and kissing the remnant.

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

'' Now to reach her my married woman officially ! '' The first man shouted and threw her on the pushcart of mats face first. The carpeting were rough and scraped against her soft breasts.

His hands grabbed the backrest of her tight blue jean, the most good birth control she used. She had a heavily decent clock time getting them on and off and guy rope never could. He pulled on her dragging her torso across the rough lusterlessness. She could feel the rug burn.

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

There was nothing she could do but cry when she felt the cock enter her pussy. It was farseeing and hard and filled her. He thrust oceanic abyss and hard and with every push the cart underneath her rock and her clitoris and nipples chafed on the rough prayer rugs. He was pounding into her and she could experience her pussycat start to get wet.

She was starting to feel pleasure as he pounded her. Then he stopped moving. He laughed and said `` Watch this. '' He grabbed her skinny second joint and pushed her forward. She and the pushcart rolled along his hard dick. Then just before he was out, he pulled back forcing her onto his hardness. The reward to this for her was that he was going irksome. Unfortunately his digit were digging in hard to her thighs. She would have contusion for sure as shooting. He picked up the pace. Pushing and pulling on her thighs as the others laughed. She was sore and rugburned but she felt her pussy tighten and contract squeezing his peter. 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 descent. `` The whore. I married a whore. No rip, 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 emetic on the floor. He placed them over her ass and then used a quarter round to start to push them up inside. She resisted a bit but she was too shopworn to fight off the encroacher. He then took his massive penis and placed it at the entering to her ass.

She had never done anal sex before. She had heard some girl talk it up, tacky than rubbers they would say but she always felt disgusted by the idea. She felt his cock push into her. It was difficult at offset. 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 hip joint 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 implements of war were pulled out the sides and the men wrapped her deal around their prick. She just held on as they worked her blazon in and out, jerking off themselves off her hands.

When they all finished, they kicked her out, a bleeding, split stained fix covered in cum .