In a clearing of the crowd

Mackenzie felt herself being lowered to the ground. As soon as she felt cement underneath her feet, she squealed and moved her hands to cover her breasts and pussy, but no sooner had she begun moving them, she found them yanked back by two boys standing on either side of her.

"Well, it seems this riot has taken a rather....unexpected turn" a voice said.

A tall boy with black hair came into Mackenzie's line of vision. He wore a letterman jacket and a mischievous smirk. As Mackenzie watched, he came right up to her and grabbed both of her breasts, squeezing them and rubbing her nipples. At the same time, she felt a finger snake between her pussy lips and she moaned as the feelings overcame her. One of the boys who was holding her-this one with sandy hair- was rubbing her most intimate part!

"No fair!" exclaimed the boy holding her right arm. "I wanna feel too!"

"Chill." Said the one with black hair. "I have a feeling we'll all get our turn"

Meanwhile, the cameraman was wading his way through the crowd of rioters. As he came to the front of the crowd, his eyes widened at what he saw:

There was Mackenzie, fully nude, her nipples at rapt attention, her pussy out in the open. Her face was a brilliant shade, nearly matching her hair.

Suddenly, the black haired boy made eye contact with the cameraman, and his smile got even wider.

"I've got an idea" he said