“My turn.” He muttered as he lowered his boxers to reveal a hard and erect cock with a shiny droplet oozing down the tip. She felt her climax building up again as she moaned loader and breathed more and more shallow, the gangster rammed her harder and faster, repeating “oh fuck.” Until she felt him shoot his hot seeds down her canal. The gangster grabbed her hair and shoved her face towards his dick. He inched towards her hole and began circling around her hood. The gangster grabbed her hair and shoved her face towards his dick. “Who’s bitch are you?” The second boy asked. The skirt was short and covered almost only to the thighs while down and exposed her slim and trimmed thighs when she would jump or lift her legs up, and the dress was tight- it was so tight that she intentionally “forgot” her bra, the outline of her breasts were easily traced and her nipples stood out as if they were in spotlight.
