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Chapter 8 by wicker wicker

What happens next?

sex toy

The van was a beat up old early 80s style. It was faded blue with a few rust spots. The Hispanic boy opened the door to show the enterior of worn shag with three bucket seats. The boys climbed in and helped Ashlyn up. They turned on the stereo.

"Bump and grind for us, baby!" said the thick, dark boy.

Ashlyn put her bags down and started to dance provacitvely. She did not smile though.

"Loosen up, baby!" said the white boy. "This is fun!"

Ashlyn smiled and got into it.

"Fuck this!" said the big boy. "I want my dick sucked!" He stood up and dropped his pants and boxers. "Suck on this big black thing, baby!"

Ashlyn tried her best not to but dropped to her knees in front of the boy and her mouth opened seemingly on its own. The boy shoved her head on his thick cock. "Yeah, baby! Huh? You love that? You love that big black cock? Oh yeah, you do, don't ya? You love that! You love that, don't ya?!"

Ashlyn felt a tingle run through her body as she sucked on the cock. She felt herself grow warm between her legs and she started to get wet. She started to suck harder and reached up to use her hand to help.

"Yeah, baby!" said one of the other boys. "You sure do love the cock! You're going down on all of us today, baby!"

Soon the big boy shot his load into Ashlyn's throat. She slumped back to catch her breath. "My turn!" said a voice behind her. She looked over her should to see the white boy was naked below the waist. "Time for some white meat!"

Ashlyn crawled over and started to suck on the next boy's cock. She started to get wet again. The boy grabbed her hair and shoved her head back and forth. "Oh, yeah, you sure are a champion cock sucker. You sure do LOVE the cock! You NEED the cock. Yeah, you need it bad, don't ya baby?!"

Ashlyn went down faster and harder. She hated the fact she was enjoying this so much, but she needed this now.

"I want to blow on your face," said the white boy. "I've never had a girl agree to that. Well, a girl who wasn't so drunk she didn't know her own name!"

Soon he shoved her off of him and shot his wad onto Ashlyn's forehead and his next wad onto her eyebrow. It dripped onto her cheek. "You love a face full of cum," he said. "Just keep this on your face all day as a souveneir." He said half serious not realizing the consequences of his words.

what does the third have in store?

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