After what must have been 10 minutes of nonstop breast sucking, Nora’s nipples raw from overstimulation, the car stopped, as did the sucking.
“Alright. Get out. We’re close enough and I don’t want you stinking up my car with sex anymore.” Connie said, turning around in her seat to face them. Nora felt the two girls next to her shift around to push Nora towards the door. As it opened, Nora had a brief moment of hope, as she felt the girl’s detach her cuffs, only to promptly be shoved face first in the dirt. When she stood, she saw they were letting her out at the end of the street opposite her house. Connie then leaned out the window, and Nora turned to her.
“Oh, and Fuckler,” she started, and gave Nora’s nipple one final strong tug. “Maybe don’t scarf down the aphrodisiac laced cupcake all at once next year. Happy Fucking Birthday.”
With that, the girls sped away, leaving Nora about four minutes walking distance from her house.
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