He’s raping me, I will not enjoy this. Three boys are sitting on the roof of one of the smaller homes on the street. His deep voice fills my mind as he leans in next to my ear. I know the middle school doesn’t keep cameras in the lots so it’s a perfect place to leave the getaway car since the neighborhood is literally right behind the school property. His pleasure in my statement confuses me until he finally stops laughing long enough to speak. I know I should try to fight at this point, it’s my best chance of escape but I’m just so limp. I pull the mirror out of my purse so I can apply a new coat of tantalizing red lipstick. His lips are warm, soft, and actually obedient. He doesn’t even try to pursue it. It feels like a fire ripping through me as his massive cock plows into me.
