The twisting feeling in her stomach made her feel sick and her head started to whirl thinking: can I run? Where can I go?, but it was too late, and th... youths were now in front of her, blocking way. "I said sup baby, wanna party?" said the tallest one, reaching out and pawing at Marie's hair and shoulders "No thanks, I've got to get home, thanks" she replied, trying to push past as gently as she could "Aww come on baby, we just bein friendly" said the stocky one, "show some love" "and tits. "Weird good, or weird bad?" I asked."I don't know. I can't think too well right now," she said.At various times during the ensuing experiences I had with these girls, I adopted tactics that my admittedly twisted mind perceived as being necessary to establish some kind of important point. At least that's what I think I was trying to do. I'm not even going to pretend that any wisdom was actually exposed (or accepted). In any case, that's what I did now.I held out my hand. This girl needed to. "She's fucking soaking," I heard him gasp to the assembled group. "It's like she's pissed herself. Her cunt's so wet."One of the men went around behind me and yanked at my top. With someone's cock in my mouth I pulled my arms out of the sleeves while another man's fingers plucked at the buttons on my dress. When it gaped open fully, my bra exposed, I heard a collective gasp come from the men.They called me names; all kinds of filthy appellations that would have offended me deeply if I'd heard. How tight would it feel when I try to poke my cock in there?” Joe thinks to himself. As time goes on, Joe starts to thrust furiously. His body pushes into hers and she in turn pushes against the table. The two body masses make the whole table squeak with movement. His finger moves tirelessly in and out of her tiny opening as she lies flat on the table. Her eyes close in pleasure. Joe looks through the window on his door to see the hallways empty. He checks the time. It has been over an hour.