Using her "abundant charms"

“Oh, thank god,” Danielle mumbled. “Finally, something’s going my way.” As a beat-up hunk of junk pulled up beside her, she squealed as the exhaust backfired, and the explosion echoed in the air.

Despite the car seeing better days, months, and possibly centuries, she couldn’t help but do a little happy dance. Her barely contained curves undulating and straining under her outfit. She raced over to the car as the window rolled down. Danielle being a clever girl, bent down at the waist so her massive tits would be the first thing that the men saw.

“Ohmygodohmygod thank you for stopping,” the blonde jiggled her perfect mouth-watering fuck udders to the driver. Danielle peered into the car and noticed three old geezers who had seen better days. One of them in the back seat looked like the Crypt Keeper with an oxygen mask. His companion was a pot-bellied fellow who had three hairs combed to try and cover his bald head covered in liver spots.

Inwardly, she sighed at the sight of three harmless old men. Though Danielle had to admit the driver, with his skeletal frame, yellowed teeth, and face that seemed to be a field of warts, made her uneasy. If only because his smile, showing his several missing teeth, didn't quite reach his eyes.

Danielle soldered on despite the creepy driver. Lightning lit up the sky, followed by a clap of thunder a few seconds later. The storm was close.

“Could you give me a lift to work? Or maybe the nearest gas station? My phone broke and my radiator is shot. I’m already late for work, and my boss is going to kill me, and I can’t lose this job because,” the blonde babbled on. As she proceeded to give the dirty old codger more information than they needed, she noticed the way the three old men were sizing her up like a prime cut of meat.

Still, it didn't set off any alarm bells. After all, Danielle was used to those kinds of looks.