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Chapter 8 by bsnick bsnick

Go where?

To their buddies' place

"This way," one says, and you nearly whine when the fingers between your legs pull away as they lead you down a darkened hall.

Chuckling, one of the guys notices, saying, "She needs it bad, she's missing those fingers. Here, let me help until we get there." So saying he jams a big finger into your pussy.

Groaning, you manage to ask, "Wh-where are you taking me?"

"You'll see," they say, and in a few seconds you see an exit sign.

"The alarm!" you protest, but they just laugh and push through the door into an alley.

"They don't arm it. Saves them money. They're cheap. Kinda like you," he says.

He likes you? Breathing hard you nod and smile back at him. "Thanks," you say, groaning as another finger is added both front and rear.

"Damn she's eager!" the guy in your pussy exclaims. "This cunt's like a pool."

"Well it'll be olympic-sized soon enough," one sniggers as they piston their fingers into you, keeping you near the edge of orgasm as you willingly follow them, your mind whispering about what will happen and how Jacob won't know, and what he'd do if he did.

Before you know it the group is leading you up some stairs, into some rathole of an apartment building, down a hall, and knocking at a door.

"Yo, Jeremy, we got a present! You got the guys with ya?"

It's only then that you realize that this is going to escalate from a five-man gangbang into something unknown. Your bleary mind recognizes this, and part of you is eager to continue, part of you worried.

Which part do you listen to?

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