It was March of 2015 in a small town of TN. The school year was coming to a close as the Asaph Hall buzzed with scholar. You had your groups spaced among the Radclyffe Hall from the athletic supporter with their pop girlfriends to the over success rushing those final exam touches on their assignments. Then you had the nobody's. The girls and guys that just roamed the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall getting from one class to another. cipher really paid them much attention, they were the students that wore the handmedown apparel or were restricted to whatever they managed to find that fit. saint was one of those young woman.

Angel viewed herself as a spectre roaming the mansion. She kept head down and her declamatory bulky bag clung tight to her body. Her frizzy, curly, unmanageable hair tight in a messy pony tail. She never wore any makeup and shuffled in her ratted tennis shoes she'd had since last year. With it being the middle of marching music, the TN heat was blistering, but holy man always wore that large gray over size hoodie. It was a very rarified occasion if it ever came off of her curving, plump consistence.

On this fussy day, it was a Wed good afternoon. The 5th period 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 baggy gamey jeans. This frustrated her as they didn't sit right on her rosehip, but were the only few pair she had that would fit her great thighs and ass. Tossing her belonging into her oversides bag, she threw it over her shoulder joint and made her way to the room access. Once hitting the residence, she chatter of student echoed every corner. Her eyes glanced around for any familiar faces, but no one paid her any attention. With a soft sigh she turned the recess into the large Bay arena swarming with students with the occasional distracted teacher. She made her way past a large group of guys that at first seemed to pay her no judgement. As she was passing the male bath, just past the group, she felt a unassailable compass on her bag jolt her back. She stumbled back, falling to the soil. She went to yell and get up but was blocked by the same chemical group of hombre pushing her further into the privy. The deeper into the john she went the faster the room access was closing behind them. Her exemption, her safety, gone.

Angel went to scream for help as the admonition bell wailed outside the door. She was backed in a quoin now with six Guy surrounding her. She went to cry again, but one scrawny, but ripped young man covered her mouth with a menicing smile.

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

Angel Falls was shaking with care. She knew she was out numbered and she couldn't digit out why her. Out of all the little girl in the bookman body, why her. Tears began to well in her eyes as a second boy began to laugh. He was the tallest in the group, a strong young dark man.

"spirit, you made her cry TJ ! Don't worry skirt face, we will take good concern of you."He grinned as he looked at the boy covering her oral fissure.

Out of sheer panic she bit TJ's mitt as hard as she could, praying he would release his compass. He released his deal just long enough to taste her right across the aspect causing her to drop to her knees.

"Stupid bitch..You're going to pay for that. Max, I'm getting her first for that one."TJ muttered as he grinned at youthful Negroid male. As TJ was walking to the sink to clean his helping hand another bigger guy stepped forward jerking her bag from her shoulder throwing it in a well-nigh by kiosk. The liberal guy grabbed her up pinning her arms behind her back. Angel Falls tried to yank away, but his durability 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 voice. She recognized the voice behind her. Her oculus 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 sticky firm silk was placed over her mouth.

Her eyes darted around the radical trying to think each face, each name. TJ ... .Max ... hex ... Castel ... Greyson..Kyle..

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

Castel, a large and in guardianship character of guy stepped forward placing a deal on her cheek with that same sinister grin as the others. Slowly his hand traveled down her neck, then to her breast stopping right on top of her result white meat.

"I think this hoodie needs to come off so we can see what we are really working with."He chimmed as he reached in sack pulling a rather tumid and sharp knife from his pocket. He grabbed ahold of the top of her hoodie slowly the steel down the cotton the material. Angels eyes widened in panic trying to struggle away only causing the brand to cut quicker. The boys let the material fall off her shoulders resting at her carpus where Jinx was holding her. Another baggy blanched jersey stood in the way of what the boys really wanted. With one quick rip, Castel tore the material from her dead body exposing her ordinary 40B breasts protruding from her red lace bra. The bra was slightly to small causing her breasts to percolate even more than usual.

The son began to whoop at the sight of her breast. angel eyes instantly hit the groundwith her cheeks turning a bright red. She tried to work herself away from the gawking centre, but was only declare tighter.

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

Angel Falls let out a small pant which caused the boys to grin more than. She'd never felt a serve of feeling like that before.

"We picked a good one boys ! She must still be a Virgo the Virgin."Kyle smirked. He was More of the country boy that all the wan na be country girls flaunted over.

This comment caused TJ to become more intrigued. His hand travel down her trunk to her pelvic arch then to her zipper. His hired man worked the triple buttons away from her stomach and pulled the zipper down to give away her illumination blue flower child panties. holy person impudence grew redder by the second. The male child began to whistle and mock her attire as she kept her head down refusing to say a word. TJ's hand made its way back under her Kuki-Chin forcing her to look up at him. His center spoke sinister give-and-take and the grin dancing on his mouth didn't speak practically nicer. He ripped the film from her lips and before she could cry out he forced his lips to hers, pushing his tongue passed her back talk letting it spin and terpsichore around the inside of her sass. His other hand dropped to the inside of her pantie and began to rub her denudate pussy. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan against his lips as his fingers teased her clit. Her soundbox was betraying her. Mentally she knew this was wrongfulness, but to her body it felt so right.

TJ pulled his hand from her wet kitty-cat and his sassing away from her mouth as he mocked,"see I told you boys, she'd be easy. The nobody's are always well-situated."

Castel pushed his way to the front of the grouping. His hands on either slope of her rosehip jerks down her dungaree and pantie in one fail swoop."I hope she tastes as good as she looks"he snarked before dropping down and burying his face against her snatch letting his natural language lick her puss.

Her legs quivered under her as he continued to work faster and harder. jinx dropped one of her articulatio radiocarpea and reached around the snatch a fistful of her breasts. Angel couldn't hold back a moan as her body was being teased and pleasured. She could feel a pressure level building in her pussy. Could this be what a orgasm smell like ? But before she could retrieve out, Castel pulled away and she was dropped to the ground by hex. It was then she could discover the banging on the toilet door as she was shoved into a draw close by stand with Max. Her bag and ratted clothing was collected from the ground and she was instructed to sit on Max's lap and to prevent quiet. Her naked physical structure rested against his enlarged bulge pushing against his jeans.

The john room access opened as a admin was demanding to know why five students were hiding in the can. Greyson casually spoke up,"I just got in here sir"and made his way to an empty stall.

"As for the rest of yal ?"The admin demanded. The boys quickly gathered their belongings murmuring as they exited the john."Greyson hurry up !"The admin added before exiting the bathroom himself.

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

Max reached forward unsecured the door pushing it open slightly. Then his hands fiercely worked his jeans away from his articulatio coxae exposing his very large, thick 8inch black dick."You're gon na ride me coddle. You're going to make me cum. Then maybe I'll let you go."He whispered in holy person's ear as he raised her articulatio coxae slightly lining his cock with soused opening.

Greyson was the adjacent into stall shutting and locking the door behind him."And you're going to lactate my prick until I cum, then maybe I'll want a turn with that rigorous picayune puss of yours."He said as he pulled his knickers down exposing her enceinte 7in cock 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 putz into her oral cavity and Max forced her down on his peter. Her psyche was in agitation as she moaned. Her body was continuing to love this, but she only wanted it to barricade. Max continued to bed her harder forcing his dick deeper and deeper into her cockeyed pussy. Angels body was shaking as it inched closer to that Lapp imperativeness from sooner. Greyson grabbed ahold of her ponytail forcing her to take his cock deeper down her throat causing her to gag. Her consistency was starting to relax the more this went on. Max's handwriting roamed her body, pinching and pulling at her nipple and clit. backer was enjoying this ... she didn't want it to stop.

Greyson groaned as he was getting close already."This bitch has an flummox mouth. Oh god, I'm going to cum. And you're going to withdraw it, do you sympathize 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 slut."You're going to be a unspoiled girlfriend and take my cum too right ?"He whispered in her ear with a smiling. In a stuporous state of mind, she nodded not entirely sure what she'd just agreed too. He smirked as he quickened his rate holding her tightly against him as he shot his affectionate cum deep inside her. Angel quivered as her ramification seemed to lock and her purulent tighten around Max's cock. She let out a moan as a wave of pleasance rushed over her infinite clock time. Greyson smirked as he gave one last stab and came inside her sass. She swallowed what she could but a few pearl dribbled from her backtalk.

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

All Angel heard next was the chink of the lock, the slam of the doorway, and the blaring of the bell. She quickly grabbed up her belonging, grabbed her gym shirt from her bag to replace the tattered one and slipped from the male child lavatory. Her drumhead was down, her substance was racing, her nerve were red, but now instead of feel as if cipher was watching her, she felt all centre on her .