Don't hurt me,” I begged. This made the man laugh. “I don't want your money, boy.”“What do you want then?”“You.” I shivered. I knew what...he wanted. He wanted to rape me. “I-I-I'm not gay,” I said. “And I don't care. You're gunna do what I want you to do, or you will get seriously hurt.”With that, he threw a punch to my stomach and I doubled over. He then wrapped an arm around my waist and started dragging me away from my car. I was trying to breathe, but him holding me made it hard. I was. It did not take long as another hard cock entered the hole.This time was a white guy; but that cock was very thick and long. It was ready for my hungry wet mouth. Again this session only took a few minutes of me on my knees and this guy came all over my face. I wish I had a mirror because I felt like I had three guys together shooting on me.It was a really massive hot load and I loved it…Who would be next, I thought to myself, still on my knees as this second spent cock was withdrawn through. He pushed my head back to the opening and I took the cock in the hole back in my mouth. My "pimp" reached around me and unzipped my pants and pulled them down. I soon felt his gorgeous cock rubbing against my ass. He started to finger my hole and I realized he had lube on his fingers. He gently pushed a finger in my ass which made me go crazy as it felt so good. I kept sucking the other guy's cock while my buddy slid his cock in my ass. This was such a fantasy come true. He began slowly,. Mia couldn’t get here yet - how long would she be? She and Paul and Claude might be caught if they tried to fly so it’d be ... driving for ... how far was it? And a boat.It was ridiculous not having her phone and Internet!A boat would take ages to do whatever - a thousand miles or something. A week or even more perhaps? Ten miles an hour? A hundred hours: five days. On top of driving to wherever, Florida, say same as New York? Three thousand miles, at fifty miles an hour, sixty hours: two and a.