The trouble started when I caught them."What are you guys up to?" I asked sternly struggling to get my breath back.At first they didn't answer but wer... content to watch my chest rise and fall as I caught my breath."Nothing," said the ringleader after a short while."Why did you run then?" I asked."We wanted to get you here all alone," said the same guy."What," I said, my brain only just getting a handle on the situation.I was all alone in some dark alley with four young, rough looking guys and. But you guys gotta swear you won't tell anyone I did this." Her knees looked weak and she was in a cold sweat of fear. She grabbed another beer, deciding she wanted to drink to help her relax. Mat looked at the beer and smiled. He pulled his gun away and hid it again. She looked at Mat and hissed, "You can't -" but before she even got the words out he interrupted, "Oh yes, I can. Don't worry. If you cooperate, you won't get hurt. In fact, we just want to play and have fun. Let's go."Between the. Still connecting with her eyes, I felt Amy raise herself from me. She twitched as my head passed her rings, and then smiled at my whimper when her sphincter closed over the retreating head. I slid down and she lowered herself beside me."Ahhhhh. I didn't realize how stiff I was," she admitted, looking up at the ceiling."I think we were both a bit wrapped up in the moment," I answered, reaching down to gently massage her thighs."Feels good," she breathed.I continued to work my hands over her skin. It wasn't exciting, it didn't invigorate him, and rarely could he motivate himself to do it except when the pressure from lack of sex built up. No, he'd quickly discovered that as jaded as he'd become, he needed more. He needed the thrill of the forbidden and the obscene, the intoxicating pleasure of doing something the world at large considered unbelievably immoral, things that most people considered vile and sinful. It was better than any drink or drug. The sort of thing that was worth.