<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg426565#msg426565">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 12-09-2007, 18:04:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Quick, let's get her inside," one of the men said, and together they quickly got Angela off the street. It looked like they were inside an abandoned supermarket. Either the previous owner had moved to another locale, or he'd been forced to close down. The men carried her to the back, into what once seemed to have been a breakroom for the staff. The four hoods seemed to have made themselves comfortable, the room had a working tv, for example.<br/>"Do you really think she's a cop?" one said.<br/>"Nah..." the one who seemed to be the leader replied. "Even if she was, it wouldn't stop me from hitting that. The lady is super fine." They all chuckled, admiring the view of their new playmate.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Angela moaned, her eyes closing, knowing all too well what was too come... the worst part, though, was that if her new found 'friend' was right, these men were toast.  She didn't have much time to worry about it, though... even as they picked her up and carried her into the abandoned building, she felt an all too familiar feeling filling her... by the time they lay her down in their make shift room, she was beyond caring what happened... it was like she was in heat - some sort of sexual frenzy.  All she could think of was being fucked.  god help her, she wanted them to hold her down and use her like an animal...