Hillbillies!

Amy sat up in panic. Someone was entering the carwash! She tried to cover her buzzing privates as good as she can with her hands while trying again and again to get her foot out of the conveyor.

"Looks like the wash is working again, son! And look at that! A little present for us as well?"

Amy watched nervously, one arm squeezing her naked chest and hiding her nipples, the other hand on her privates. Did she know these guys? Maybe they would help her out?

"Damn dad, that bitch is hot! I've never seen knockers like that!"

"She does look quite slutty, have to agree with that. Come on, let's have a closer look!"

The older of the two rednecks approached her, leering openly at her squished, naked tits. Then, his focus shifted to her hidden privates and further down towards her trapped ankle.

"It gets better and better," grinned the scrawny old man.

"Can you... can you help me to get out?" Amy begged nervously. But the hillbilly flat out ignored her and instead turned to his younger partner.

"Son? Get the ropes out of the truck. We have some work to do!"

Then turning towards Amy he whispered, "Time to have some fun together, titty slut."