“Ok, ok, ok, whatever, just don’t hurt me!”

“Ok, ok, ok, whatever, just don’t hurt me!”

“That’s a good girl, I’m glad you’re being smart. You give us what we want, we’ll get you home in time for dinner. However, as a show of good faith, I’m going to need to you give me man Freddie here a nice blowjob. Misbehave, and we’ll trade you for a bottle of booze and drop you off on the curb somewhere, got it?” Clarence says.

The fat guy sitting a few feet from you smiles, and starts to unzip his pants. As soon as he pulls out his unit, you can see that he’s not the best hung guy in the world. His belly is so large that it almost hangs over his cock, and you can tell that if you’re going to blow this guy, it’s not going to be easy. With your hands still tied behind you back, you sort of flop over towards him so that your head is in his lap. You push your head against his gut so that you can wrap your mouth around his unit. Once you’re there, Freddie puts his hand on the back of your head and pushes you down until your teeth are against the base of his cock. You bob your head up and down his relatively small prick as best you can with now hands.

“Man, she’s some piece of work. There aren’t a lot of chicks in that kind of shape working the curb. I ain’t ever had some rich suburban pussy like that. She ain’t shy neither, seems like,” the other fat guy says, as he runs his hand along your stomach and cups one of your breasts.

You just try to keep your eyes closed and focus on getting Freddie off so you can be done with him. Unfortunately, Freddie has other ideas. He grabs your ponytail and pulls you up so that you are almost kneeling straight up. The pull on your hair hurts, and you open your eyes and whine a little bit. While he’s holding you, Freddie gets up on his knees himself, and then lowers you back down to his crotch. Completely unbalanced with your hands behind your back, you can’t pull out at all once Freddie’s got his dick in your mouth.

You realize what he’s thinking when someone grabs you by your hips and pulls you back. You can’t look back, but from the feel, you’re pretty sure that it’s Clarence. You feel his cock at the opening of your slit. Once Clarence starts pulling you back, you know that it’s a thick one. Meanwhile, as he pull you back, you’re mouth almost comes off the head of Freddie’s dick. Wanting to keep the guys happy, you make a big show of licking around Freddie’s cock as you’re pulled away. Then, both of the guys thrust in to you at the same time. Clarence’s cock slams painfully against your cervix, and although Freddie’s dick isn’t very long, with no hands to support your weight, getting face-fucked is very uncomfortable.

The two of them continue their synchronized thrusting, which is painful, but you can’t help but be turned on at the feeling of being so thoroughly dominated. You try to struggle a little bit, just to test their resolve, and in response, Clarence grabs your bound arms and uses them as a level to **** you against Freddie.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Freddie said, as he started bucking even harder, forcing you to bend backwards uncomfortably.

You feel Freddie squirting down your throat. As soon as he pulls out, you fall over so that your face and chest are pressed against the floor of the van. Now, Clarence uses your arms to pull you back in to him as he thrusts. Clarence must be fucking you as hard as he can, and with each pull, your ass slaps audibly against his pelvis. Also with each pull your chest rises just off the floor of the van, only to be slammed back in to it a moment later. The whole experience is to humiliating and uncomfortable for you to orgasm, but by the time you feel Clarence cumming inside of you, it’s a tossup between which you want more, to keep getting fucked, or to get away.