But I was looking for a different look—totally cute and innocent which was not like me at all. I put on a little blue cotton dress, a pair of sandal..., and donned a blond wig. The wig was long enough that I could put pigtails on either side. Even the light blue cotton panties I was wearing gave me the feeling of a young innocent female, or, so I thought at the time. I put on some light makeup and a little eyeliner on my eyes, grabbed my purse, and a zipped up hoody sweat shirt and left my. The guy still fucking me, pulls out, grabs my hair and pushes me to my knees in front of him, making my mouth full again. I can taste the cum of myself and the other guys on him. "Finish me off bitch," he grunts and slaps my face once. I suck him eagerly, licking the fluids off his dick, savouring the taste. "Damn, you're an eager slut," he sniggers at me. Shorty after, he pulls out and cums all over my face, smearing it in with the head of his dick. "Now, everyone can se what a dirty little. Mysurroundings had dramatically changed, but my scrambled brain had no ideaprecisely where I was. According to the vibration and smell of exhaust fumes, Iwas in an automobile, probably in the trunk. Although not bound in any way,there was no freedom of movement. It took me some time to realize that I wasinside of a kind of sack. Moving my hands over the smooth leathery surface ofthis container led to contact with a metal strip of some sort, but furtherinvestigation using only my sense of touch. "I bet she can. I doubt that there is much faking that goes on in this place." I looked back at Jill. "Anyway, we're definitely getting the lesbian action we wanted." "No we aren't," Jill countered. "We wanted to do it on each..." She stopped as I made a cutting motion with my hand. I could see another woman starting up the slight slope toward our cage. "Oh God," said Jill under her breath. "My mouth can't go another session like that last one." We both fell silent as we watched her.