Fresh Off The Bus 2 Ch. 1

"Put the head in your mouth," said Latrell.

Angela stretched her jaw out and wrapped her lips around the head of
his cock. Sucking more and more into her mouth until she was bobbing
her head over half Mark's cock. 'Two years, two years,' she thought.
God, how she missed giving Tony blow jobs. She had always had trouble
swallowing the whole thing, but Mark's slid in easily as her throat
seemed very relaxed and she swallowed all nine inches.

Angela lost all sense of time as she sucked Mark's cock. She increased
her sucking when she felt his cock grow in her mouth knowing he was
close. She had never swallowed cum before, letting Tony's sperm roll
around her tongue until she could spit it out and brush her teeth, but
Mark's orgasm caught her completely off guard. The first wad shot
straight into her belly, the second filled her mouth so quickly she
had to swallow to keep from choking and he still wasn't done. She
swallowed two more loads and found herself stroking the shaft trying
to milk out more.

Angela sat back, letting his cock fall out of her mouth, she looked at
the big slimy thing and giggled.

"Mark, put Angel on the bed."

Mark helped her up and sat her on the bed. She giggled again when she
saw his cock was still hard. She spread her legs and looked at Latrell
for orders. He had come in close with a video camera and was filming
her crotch. She looked down and giggled at the hair sticking out of
her panties. She had forgotten they were crotchless and Latrell was
filming everything as Mark ran his black cock up along her white thigh
and pointed it at her pussy. She jumped when the head touched her
labia. Her clit was engorged and she felt her lips opening, longing
for his cock. Mark pulled back, aiming his cock at the opening to her
pussy and...

Angela came to her senses in time to bring her hand up over her pussy,
covering it.

"Fuck," said Mark and Latrell in unison as her hand deflected his
dick.

"Fuck the bitches tits then," said Latrell angling the camera up on
her breasts.

Mark pulled her arms down to her sides and kneeled on them so that she
couldn't resist as he straddled her stomach. Suzie ran up and poured
oil on her breasts and over Mark's cock as he slid his long rod
between them.

Mark squeezed her breasts around his cock and began fucking them.
Angela had never done anything like this before and watched fascinated
as the head kept emerging from her tits to strike at her face. She let
out an involuntary moan when Mark pinched her nipples between his
fingers.

After about fifteen minutes he increased his pace. She watched the
head swelling as it lunged at her. It was growing, hardening and
turning reddish black. On the next thrust, he came. A long strand of
sperm exploding from the end and splattering on her skin as it left a
trail from her forehead to her chin. Angela arched her head and caught
the next wad in her mouth, swallowing it down. Mark pulled back and
came all over her tits while Latrell captured it all on film.

"Great job you two," said Latrell, you can clean up and head home.

"Where's the bathroom?" asked Angela struggling to get up. Suzie
helped her off the bed as Mark was already leaving. Her legs felt weak
as Suzie helped her out into the hall and showed her the bathroom.

Angela closed the bathroom door. "Braddock, I think I've been
drugged."

"How do you feel?"

"Better, I think it was just something to loosen my inhibitions."

"Angela, I'll see you're the most decorated cop in the city for what
you just did. I think we got enough to shut this place down even if we
don't get Solomon King."

"Thanks," she said wiping Mark's sperm off her breasts, "but all I
care about is stopping these bastards."

Angela opened the door and peeked out. Tyrone and Carol walked out of
his office and headed towards the studio. "Braddock, I think I can
sneak into Tyrone's office and have a look around."

"Ok, but be careful."

Still topless, Angela ran down the hall and into Tyrone's office. She
quickly rummaged through the desk finding nothing. She turned her
attention to his computer. "Sir, the screen seems to show links to the
E&I empire. There's dozens of links, magazines, videos, restaurants,
clubs, websites."

"Try to get in," said Braddock in her earpiece.

Intrigued, Angela clicked on one that said Lab. "Damn, password
required." She turned her attention to a cam running on the bottom of
the screen and enlarged it. She gasped when she saw the bedroom set.
Tyrone was talking to Latrell. "Sir the bastard watched the whole
thing on his computer. I'm looking at Tyrone and Latrell now."

"I'm taking off," said Tyrone voice in the computer. "I'm throwing a
birthday party for Solomon at the Zebra club. I'll see you later."
Angela looked at the desk. Sure enough his calendar had a note that
read: 8:00 Zebra club, meet Solomon.

"I think we know where your next destination is," said Braddock.

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