Gang Whore - Part 12 (Patreon)

I got out and looked into their car.  Javon was in the back smoking a joint, smirking.  I could not see Michelle at first, but a few seconds later her head popped up. She had clearly been giving him a blow job.

Javon grabbed her roughly by the hair and turned her head to face me, proudly displaying the evidence of what he had done.  She looked dazed and confused.  Cum was oozing out of her mouth and down her chin.  Her makeup was ruined from tears I suspected were induced from gagging on his cock.  She looked well used and scared.  This was no longer a game, at least not one she controlled.   Or, I realized, me.

The driver passed her a joint. A few seconds later she stumbled out of the car coughing and trying to re-tie on her top.  To my knowledge, she had never smoked pot before.

Javon told me. "Your wife been smoking a joint laced with X. She's gonna get real horny soon and I'm gonna make some money. That bandana she's wearing for a top signifies she with me and my boys. No one gonna bother her unless they talk to me first. She'll be safe, especially if she keeps sucking dick like she just did me."

Michelle was an obscene sight. Her bandana top barely covered her large tits, she teetered on her high heels obviously intoxicated, and she tugged on the hem of her micro-miniskirt, trying in vain to keep her pussy covered.  I watched as my 40-year-old wife and the mother of my children, clung desperately to the arm of the young thug she had just blown.  It suddenly hit me that this kid was probably younger than my son.