The night was warm and quiet. At eleven o'clock the traffic on the street had dwindled to nothing. Even so, it was still too early for the gang to go ...out and survey their territory. There were eleven in all, six full gang members, two young women and three teenaged boys who were gang prospects.Tony, the handsome, twenty two year old black who was their leader, picked up his head and looked down the street. He had heard something, a car. It sounded like an expensive German sports car. He. It took two more near-suffocating face-sits for me to compose myself enough to begin to lick the already sopping wet and boiling hot pussy in my face. Her lips and fat inner thighs fully ensconced my cheeks, and before long I was feeling chafed, sweaty, and rather beat up. Ronnie sat back and grinded into me, hurting my nose, but allowing me to breathe if I tried hard enough. I had not even noticed that she had finished undoing my belt and pants had pulled my cock out and began to stroke. My arms and legs bare. Barefoot. Lots of makeup. I want you to look like a kept woman. A plaything. In the Bible there's actually a story about a king whose harem girls had to prepare a year to spend one night with him.Imagine I'd done that. I’d be wearing bright red lipstick, rouge, dark blue eyeshadow, red nail polish on my fingers and toes–Anyone who saw you would want you.I’d walk seductively, in a way that makes you stare at me.Take off your clothes. Slowly.I take off my blouse. I’m. I had wore the bras and panties so many times,well to me it felt natural wearing them. Many mornings I felt halfdressed. Anyway the school bus won't wait so I needed to get moving.Got to school and went right to my locker dropping off my lunch andpicking the books I needed for the first part of my day. Closing the halllocker I half expected to see Daniel on the other side. It seemed likeevery movie and TV show it happens that way. Not today, I felt a littledisappointed as I really wanted to see.