I handed Paul a satchel. He took it, but was confused. I said, "Use it to open your club again. Put Roxy back on the stage, make her an honest woman.W... pulled out of the secret garage Paul had and drove north to Harlem. There were additional police blanketing the city, but we were not stopped. Once we entered Harlem the police presence disappeared. We knew that although our worries about the police were over, they had been replaced with concern about the so called Negro Mafia. We were listening. Two pairs of hands grabbed my hoody while another pair of hands had my panties. Both were ripped from my body. I was pulled onto the mattress. I lay there trying to focus. The boy I had passed earlier, it might have been him. Three more boys were visible, one on either arm with the third sitting on my legs. I was regaining my senses. I let out a cry but it was a feeble attempt. “BITCH!” and another punch to my head. I saw stars again. He grabbed my hair, pulling my head up “OPEN!” I. I pressed my lips on his cock hard, but not too hard. He kept his arms down at his sides, although, I did steal one hand and brought it to my boob."And you have amazing jugs too, Mom."I smiled again, but closed my eyes then. I pushed myself a bit further so I could take even more of a pecker in there. That got Stephen to moan and angle his head back too, so I had him on the hook indeed. He clutched my tits and already fought the urge to go nuts.I giggled a bit more and enjoyed hearing and. He is loving all the moaning and incoherent noises that are coming out of my mouth. I cant stand it anymore and push my hips back hard meeting his deepening thrusts. He pulls back as if to teach me a lesson. Teasing me with just the tip of his cock now. Then immediately thrusting harder back inside my pussy. So hard the slap of his balls against my ass is loud. I love it and cum a little with each thrust moaning. He stops, here comes more of his teasing. My arms are sprawled out across his.