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From their faces they looked like college frat bros. Noticing us, they froze, eyes bulging out at the sight of me being bent, heels digging into the ground, tits bouncing, pussy bulging from Travis's rough fuck. One chuckled, staring between my thighs. "Holy shit. Dude's railing the bitch right here in public." Another smirked, stepping closer. "Pound her harder man, make her tits flop faster. She's loving it, look how she's soaking up the grass with cunt juice." My face burned, slick dripping faster from my excited snatch.

One guy slap my face to see if I was really asleep, I didn't respond and then they started laughing and joking about how they could do whatever they wanted. They were all young and muscular white guys, and my dick started to get hard again. I was picking up straight vibes from the way they talked and acted and my mind instantly went to fratX videos. All four of them even had tattoos all over them, one guy had a sleeve. They started playing with some of the toys and talking about me and what a slut I was to let guys have such control. One guy tried to open my eye and look inside. Then he opened my mouth and stuck his fingers all the way down my throat as far as it could go. He got all the way

Eyes widened and snickers were heard as the next guy, prepared his question. “Never have I ever slept with more than 10 people.” With all my fingers still raised up, I watched Travis and Jason both put one finger down. “Of course, it’s a Travis,” Jason snickered. “I should have increased the number to 20 to let everyone know how much of a whore you are.” “You act like that’s surprising,” one of their members commented with a chuckle. “Aw, Britney still has all her fingers up. How are you even siblings with someone like Travis.”

Killian adds. “I don’t know what’s up with him and I don’t give a fuck either.” Trystan spits out. The party is, as usual, a total blowout. Stupid, I think as I walk into the hall. There is kegger and some strippers. You need to at least be in your first year in college to be a member, but immunity covers us, me especially. I can be anywhere, unless I didn’t want to. Frat parties is now more like a competition between the Elites. From who wore the latest designer, to who drove in the latest car, and to who came with the sexiest and most popular girl. Little things that makes no sense at all is a big deal for them.

Olivia seemed excited “I told you me and Brian are best friends, right! So we’re growing up together and among five of us, me, Brian, Kevin, Mark and Ryan, Brian is the only one who didn’t play, but just dated one person, she is Rosie. They’re in a long term relationship until she felt bored and cheated on him with me.” “No way!” Olivia was surprised

Matt and Brandon laughed as Brandon explained, "Fucking some slave fuckboy's asshole or having him suck your cock doesn't make you gay, dude. Ask anyone who's ever been to a boy-brothel, fuckboy cruise, or even owned a slave fuckboy. Hell, ask the Catholic Church. They've been involved in slave fuckboy's for longer than the laws have allowed it. If you want to fuck a tight asshole or get your duck sucked, convince your wives or girlfriends to try those out. Matt and I have only ever been attracted to men, though we certainly prefer boys the same age as my new boy here. We actually enjoy sex with men because it's sex with a man, not in spite of it being with a man. But tonight isn't about con

Tyra said, swatting at him. “Whoa, whoa who said a porno was going on? Did I miss it,” I heard from behind me. Zach. I rolled my eyes. Nate and Ryan bro hugged, apparently they were putting on a united front as determined bachelors. “It’s on man, this is happening,” Ryan said. “Damn right! Not going to be unmated after tonight, I can feel it,” Nate said, reaching in the cooler for a beer. He threw it to Ryan and then reached for another.

Before knowing her personally, I had thought that maybe, she was an Orgy girl. "We gotta go, Soph," she said, and I leaped with Joy inwardly. "Where are you taking her to?" Frank asked. "Where does it look like we are taking her to big guy? Everest?" She said as she cocked her head to her side. Frank blushed at her sarcasm. Wait! hold up! FRANK BLUSHED!!! I look at the two, one at a time, from Jenny to Frank. Was there something I was missing? "Hey, I've been looking all over for you guys," Cam said, his flyer still open.

Some homeless people laid on the street floor, heavy clothes pulled over them, and I watched over them intently with my feral eyes, pitying them. Just then, a group of drunk guys came out from a nearby bar, they were noisily arguing and laughing raucously. Their bodies were full of countless tattoos and piercings. "Jason man, what the fuck you doin' at the back with that bitch?" one of them asked the other, he was swaying, highly intoxicated with whatever it is they took. "I fucked her, man! serves the slut right too, she put up a lotta fight too, but I ain't taking that shit from her" Jason replied, laughing like a mad man.

Yet, before even Killian could open his lips to mutter another word, they rushed to stand up as if they just waked up from a deep slumber, their faces together with their messy looks and hair depicts a mixture of shock, embarrassment, and glee. "Ooh, Kill's girl was finally in the house! Welcome to our humble abode, Ms. Fridays!" After the awkward staring contest, one guy exclaimed breaking the silence in the most silliest way possible as he pushed back his messy hair and grinned widely at us. The other one rushed forward with his arms wide open, his eyes were gleaming with mischief and his smile was crooked, revealing his tooth even covered with a seemingly a piece of spinach from the pizza