She hurried to her room, right off with the bra, put on a light flowery blouse, wrap around skirt and remember the tarty shoes.

The ice cream parlour was about half a mile away in an area with no bars it would be closed this time of evening so it should be discreet.

She arrived, changed shoes and waited, two young lads late teens, early twenties walked past then turned and walked back.

Hallo lady, you want friend?

She smiled, not right now thank you.

The boy gripped his groin, he grinned, you sure?

Just then George pulled up, the boys slinked away, Tony called them back.

They returned looking terrified, -sorry mister, just messing.

Tony smiled, it's okay, you like the lady?

He looked at Wendy, can you manage another two?

Send him over, she pointed to the one who'd grabbed his crotch.

He was sheepish but made his way to her, she reached for his crotch stroking it - would you like me to suck you off?

He was unsure now, his cock was rock hard but he wasn't sure if this was an excuse to beat him.

She took matters into her own hands, remfkagpoleoving his and eventually his jeans and pants, his cock was erect like a flagpole, she pulled him towards her, then slowly wanked his cock before slipping her mouth over it.

Tony said something in greek, the other boy giggled.

Wendy, I told him you would swallow the lot, don't let me down.

It didn't take long, he grabbed the back of her head and fucked her face moaning as he unloaded into her, she was gulping to swallow it all, she didn't even like the taste, it was the utter obscenity and degredation that she wanted, she discovered her inner slut and she liked it.

She motioned the other boy over but George said, no, I've got a better idea and all five of them piled in the car and drove into the night, she didn't know what the better idea was but she was looking forward to it.