. Thus we were introduced to the Roamers, locals that havebeen seduced by the power and authority that the Opps, the oppressors, have bestowed upon th...m. They are mostly Blacks and Chicanos that police the area around their homes; and are the powers of high and low justice to the free people, or Freeps, that have managed to escape the nets thrown out to quell the resistance of the true Americans. I am a Freep, and a hunter that is constantly aware, he is also the hunted.A shadowy movement on. I started to get moist, my friend was loving the attention and so was I.Suddenly I stood up and pulled my sexy red panties to one side and and looked invitingly at the guys queueing up to explore all of me.One pulled on his condom so rapidly and was inside me in seconds while I was grinding my tits into my friends willing face.Hands bagan to wander all over my eager body, I was so willing to please all of them and the sooner the better and they sure wanted to pleasure me.The guy with his. I couldn't help but notice her boyfriend, Mike as he was getting changed out of his work clothes. He worked as a laborer and as it was early summer, he had a nice tan and his skin was glistening with sweat. I tried not to watch, but couldn't help getting distracted by his body. I don't think he realized I was there or he probably wouldn't have been strutting around half naked.He came in to the front room where me and Sarah were sitting, "Alright, faggot?" he joked. He always took the piss out. Then she glanced at her watch again and moaned. If she didn't finish Frankie off quickly she'd miss that damn bus. Getting a tighter grip on the straining cock, she began a rhythmic, much faster, pumping motion.Maybe if Frankie hadn't had those days off, she wouldn't be so tired and could enjoy the sight of his hips bucking up from the bed. The days off had puzzled her. Frankie had only been on the job three months and said he had vacation time. When Sarah had asked him about it, he had.