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They closed the hood to cover her mouth, laid her breasts against the hood, tied her arms and legs apart, and she heard.

• Come on, come on, gentlemen, this is a self-service special operation to keep our customers waiting for their beloved to return.
• What a great idea, really!

She heard numerous voices, at least ten, when she was roughly penetrated by a penis. She wanted to say no, but nothing worked; she was going to be gangbanged in a parking lot, lying on top of a car.

Emma felt a palm crush the back of her neck against the hot hood as a first cock **** its way into her still-sensitive sex. The impact made her arch her back, the chains of her restraints rattling against the bodywork. A mixture of gasoline and sweat made her dizzy when a second hand roughly spread her buttocks - the plug was yanked out with a sharp jerk, leaving her gaping hole exposed to the humid air of the parking lot.

No fewer than 15 people were waiting, using her anus or vagina. From time to time, a guy would insert a bottle brush to empty her of sperm. She wanted to scream, but her libido was running at full speed.

Emma felt another brutal penetration, a thick penis pushing into her anus without preparation, tearing it open with a sharp thrust. She screamed, but the sound was muffled by the hood, reduced to a hoarse moan. The hands of several men held her spread, her trembling thighs spread as wide as they could, offering every orifice for their use.

Emma's body shook violently as the man behind her slammed into her with one final, brutal blow, his fingers digging into her hips with such **** that she gasped. She was being mercilessly penetrated quickly, dirty, by strangers who were rapidly fucking her in this sordid place, and yet she had never imagined such a state of satisfaction. She didn't have a moment's rest, taken in succession until there were no more volunteers.

Emma felt another slap sting her buttock as the man in front of her abruptly withdrew from her anus. The valets brought out the hose and washed her body treacherously, planting two jets of water into her vagina and then her anus.

• We're going to make you cleaner than our cars, and that's our job, believe it or not.

The icy jet of water hit her bruised flesh like a new punishment, digging into her with brutal pressure while one of the men sneered as he aimed the hose at her quivering stomach. The water rushed into her still gaping vagina, the burning sensation of cleaning mingling with the lingering pain of penetration, each eddy of liquid drawing a strangled gasp from her.

A message appeared on the parking lot screen.

• Okay, we have twenty minutes to return it and the car, so hurry.

They dried her with the speed worthy of true professionals but with the utmost brutality, returning her to the condition they had found it. Even the SUV was polished and returned on time.

• So she was good, you didn't hesitate to satisfy her desires? said Mistress Adeline.
• Yes, madam, my colleagues lent me a hand; she didn't have time to get bored, on the contrary.

The Mistress laughed, guessing exactly what had happened.

• Oh, yes, I was able to get the recording from the parking lot. She had a great time, judging by the clips I saw.
• Oh, thank you so much, madam, it was a pleasure.

The SUV started up again, just as Emma was knocked out.