Not in Kansas Anymore pt.5

Dorothy's young nubile body continued to bounce vigorously as the truck hit the bumpy roads of the town center.

The cold night air was now sinking in as she could feel her nipples poke her knees in the fetal position she chose to remain in.

Minutes seemed like hours from her terrifying predicament, the only upside being how beautiful of a night it was

And how her heightened sense of awareness let her admire the glowing street lamps and stars in the distance from her open prison.

Her moment of serenity was short lived however because soon she now felt a warm hand at her arm.

It was Dylan!, he had come to a stop and he had opened the window between the bed and cab of the pickup.

Dylan asked her if she wanted to join him inside

Frantically the humiliated Dorothy nodded her head but refused to come out of her fetal position

"Well I'm leaving this little window open if you want to crawl through and join me" Dylan said mockingly

"You have 15 seconds before I change my mind" he added in a sterner voice.

Weighing her options Dorothy stood up in the back of the vehicle quickly noticing they were in a residential part of town.

Not seeing any other people nearby she quickly pushed her hands arms and head through the tiny window.

Her breast however posed a problem, as they could barely squeeze by without causing the young girl some discomfort.

But there is no better motivator than fear and Dorothy pushed forward past the mild pain until both of her breast popped into the cabin of the truck.

She was now halfway inside with her hands resting on the bench seat and her tits dangling freely beneath her.

Dylan once again began to drive causing Dorothy to go into a fit of panic... and push the rest of her body through the small window as quick as possible!

And although her slim midsection easily went through the window she hit a snag at her wide hips and plump posterior.

All her struggling only caused her breast to swing around wildly inside the cabin of the truck while her ass, thighs and legs... jiggled and kicked feverishly trying to get the rest of herself through the small opening.

Dylan noticed Dorothy's predicament and smiled, "Good now you're ready for the big surprise" he said with a Cheshire grin.

Exhausted Dorothy let her body go limp the horror sweeping her mind knowing now she was stuck unable to push her hips and ass through the window or reverse without hurting her breast again.

And if that wasn't panic inducing enough! she was now facing forward looking through the windshield.

Able to see exactly where Dylan was taking her...

with one hand cupping her dangling soft boob and the other on the wheel the male teen kept driving.

The cold ambient air of the night was a brisk reminder that her exposure inside the cabin was the least of her worries.

Because now she was stuck with her pussy in the air, elevated just enough so that her knees could not reach the cold metallic truck bed.

And poor Dorothy could feel the crisp wind swirling behind her... kissing her very exposed butt hole!

Which meant her most private region was on display to anyone who might look in her direction.