Cherry's barely legal friend.

"Hi Cherry, Mind if I come too?" asked Honey Tunnel, stepping away from the other neighbors (who were now admirable, stroking, and petting Ms. Broadchest's cream treasures). She rushed towards her blissful friend and gave her a greeting hug before turning to Rhod and asking again, "can I get your rod next?" Nervously chomping on her lip, she added, "It is my birthday after all." Rhod realized that that meant she was just old enough to be legal... president of the united states.

"Sure," he replied with a grin and an erect stance. "The more the merrier."

"That's great. Let me show you my trunk." She moved to her somewhat dented car and bent over it so Rhod could see her trunk. "I hope you don't mind that I have a lot of junk it it."

"Not at all." In truth, Rhod found the full curves of the woman's large trunk quite pleasing to look at. He couldn't help but stand fully erect behind her.

"Well I was hoping you could use your rod to bang my back door for a bit. To ya know, straighten it out." The eager woman reached about, gripped either side of her seat so Rhod would have better access.

Maybe Rhod should have eased into things... It would have perhaps been prudent to start off gently... But when faced with the sight of young Honey all ready for him with her desired target so displayed, he just couldn't help himself. As fast and hard as he could, Rhod immediately started pounding her backdoor. Despite his previous activities, Rhod still had plenty of stamina when it came to using his rod, and he was able to keep a nearly inhuman speed as he rearranged Honey's backdoor.

For her part, the barely legal woman was extremely grateful for what Rhod was doing. She let out an elated gasp of shock from his first powerful swing, during which backdoor felt almost the entirety of that steel shaft in one go, but this became screams of delight and demands for him to keep going. "Yes, yes, yes!" she called out, "bang my backdoor. Oh you're rod is so amazing I wish I could have it all the time!"

"I'm right there with you, Hun," agreed Cherry who was leaning on the car with a contented smile as she watched the activities, "but we do have to share." She gave Rhod's rod a look that said she might have another task for it soon.

In response, Honey Tunnel seemed to get more grateful to be allowed to use Rhod's rod, and she squeezed her back door tight around the hard shaft. Of course, the young woman also screamed herself hoarse as she pleaded with Rhod to pound faster and faster.

Her cheering brought the onlookers attention back to Rhod; though some still kept their hands on Ms. Broadchest's magnificent jugs (they were still the best in the neighbourhood). Many of them began talking amongst themselves:

"She's really enjoying herself."

"Look at that amazing tool; I'm really jealous."

"Rhod's one lucky man, to get friendly with that young woman. Did you know she just came of age? To run for president I mean"

"Good thing she's a tough young women, Rhod's practically rocking her car back and forth."

"Wow," Stacey in particular said, "if I'd known he had such an impressive tool, I would have called him an incompetent fool earlier." But nobody paid her any attention because they all think she's dumb.

"Maybe I should get him to destroy my ass too," added Lovely Phuk, who had a donkey statue in her front yard, but had lost interest in it.

With everybody watching, Rhod felt his hard rod shudder. It sprayed out a large amount of that sticky liquid. Rhod had no idea where it was coming from, but it was even more this time, and as Rhod pulled back from Honey's backdoor he shot quite a bit onto her seat. The young woman couldn't stop grinning. "Wow, that was just, wow," she said lovingly rubbing her backseat. "You really got my backdoor, good. What do you think you'll do next?"

That was a good question. There was about a dozen people here, probably getting ready for whatever Anita Skrew had planned, there was bound to be some fun he could have if he stay. On the other hand, he could finish his walk and maybe bump into a few more neighbors.