She needs to be a slut for them. She needs them to punish her for being so brazen, and for asking them to do this to her. Sumaya deserves to be put in...her place. She deserves to pay for her shameless desires. Sumaya challenged these strangers, and they had accepted without a second thought. She was convinced that she knew what she was doing. She'd never really been in control from the beginning, and these boys had cleverly manipulated her into this exact role of becoming their naughty, brazen,. “Gib! Who’s this?”“My friend from California!”“Ok, be careful in there! Have fun!”The bouncers’ necks strained as the two strode into the club, where the appearance of yet another unfamiliar world stopped Ally in her tracks. Coyote dancers gyrated on podiums surrounding a packed dance floor, and the music reverberated in her chest as she gathered herself. Being too young for such clubs back in California, she felt as if she were breaking a rule. Her tummy fluttered as she encouraged herself. I think so.’Squealing, she kissed me.‘Sorry! I just find it exciting, is all!’Chuckling, I smile at her. ‘Of course you do. I do too. Now ... are you gonna let me make love to you? Make sure sleeping on your tummy is no longer an option?’She didn’t give me a verbal answer, only slightly pushed her rump up in the air, opening herself and offering herself to me.Shit. What a turn on!Fee looked back at me over her shoulder, waiting for my start. Her eyes were a little glazed, and her pussy. She's my best friend. My only friend. We grew up together. Just us against the world. Her ginger hair framed her pale face, as she looked at me blankly.It's one of those things everyone knows. When you know someone, you know how they're feeling, regardless of what they're showing."You're worried." I stated, looking away.Samantha was beautiful. Long, ginger hair. Pale skin that could rival Snow white's. A thin figure, with C-cup breasts that verge on being too big compared to the rest of her.