Onlookers.

From her right an old Chevy Impala, driven by an older couple, came rolling down the road. The man behind the wheel nudged his wife and pointed to the truck on the other side of the road and his wife said “Maybe they broke down and need our help, howard.”. Howard nodded and slowed down until he almost rolled stationary and already pulled his window down to ask what the problem was. As he looked what was actually happening, his eyes widened and he heard his wife next to him say “O my….”. Through the open window, they saw a girl with tits bobbing up and down as she got taken on the side of the road by two cocks filling her lower holes, while servicing two other cocks with her hands and two other cocks taking turns in her mouth. The girl’s moaning, even muffled by cockmeat, flowed through the Impala while the couple couldn’t take their eyes of the spectacle. They got pulled back to reality when Collin yelled to the couple “Mister, wanna have a go too in this tight, young, juicy cunt? Might be a nice change after having that same old pussy time after time. This little bitch sure wouldn’t mind another dick, really.”.

“Howard, is….isn’t that...uhm, that youngest daughter of the Rochards?” the woman stammered. But Howard could only focus on Chrissy’s moaning and her young form taking it in every hole. “Howard!” his wife yelled, to which he reacted “Huh?”. “Drive!” his wife yelled and he slowly put his car in gear and rolled away, just as Ray released on the side of Chrissy’s face. Chrissy was filled with shame. From the moment the Impala rolled next to them to when it drove away, Chrissy’s heart beating so fast, she thought it would explode. She also couldn’t help but look away. She couldn’t stop moaning from the two pistons inside her tight nether holes. She couldn’t stop them forcing their cocks in her mouth, so she’d surrendered her hands to her assaulters too. She had hoped the people that drove by were out-of-towners, but when she heard they recognise her, tears started to flow over her cheeks. Andre, who was occupying her mouth, looked down and said “Fucked in full view of that old couple and still loving it. Are you some kind of hardcore voyeur?”.

Chrissie looked down and softly shook her head while giving a gutteral “nnnnnggg” around his cock. Andre responded with “What did you say? Wait, let me clear your mouth first.”. He grabbed her head, pulled out his cock and made her look up. “So, are you a dirty little voyeur?” Andre asked again. The only thing that came out of Chrissy’s mouth as he held her head and looked in her teared eyes “Uhhnnn, uhhhnnn, uhhhhhh, uhhhnnn, aahhhhh, ahhhhh, uhhhhnnn….”. Andre laughed loudly and shoved his cock back into Chrissy’s mouth. “Answering back in horny little moans! O my god, you are an attention loving, voyeuristic little bitch aren’t you?”. Andre said. Chrissy’s eyes trembled with shame and turned away when tears start to fall again. Andre then turned to his friends and said “Guys, I know exactly what we should do with this cunt. Collin, hand me a piece of cardboard and a marker, would you?”.

Collin jumped in the back of the truck and grabbed a piece of cardboard and then grabbed a marker out of the glove compartment in the cab and gave both the Andre who started to write something on the cardboard while Chrissy continued to servicing him, fearful of what he was up to. After he was done writing, he walked towards the side of the truck facing the road, letting his cock slide out of Chrissy’s mouth with a wet pop, which directly got replaced with Collin’s. Andre attached the cardboard to the side of the truck so everyone driving past could read it and then walked back to the rest. Russ looked up and asked him “What are you up to, Dre?”. “Giving this bitch what she wants. Trust me, Russ. You are going to love this.” Andre said and Russ nodded. Andre pulled the sweaty and trembling Chrissy off the two cocks and led her to the cargo bed, which he opened up to let her on.

“Please, can’t I go? I have been a good girl, haven’t I?” Chrissy said with a weak, pleading voice, fearing what was in store for her. But Andre kept pushing her toward the cargo bed and helped her up on it as he replied “You have done great, but how can we let you leave without an intimate farewell gift from each of us?”. He lead her to the side of the bed, right above where the cardboard hung and pushed her down on her knees behind the metal plating. Chrissy continuously shook her head as she was pushed on her knees and had her hands put on the top of the metal plating. Collin was curious as to what Andre had written on the cardboard and walked to the side of the truck. There he read “Rochard’s impregnation show” and saw Chrissy on her knees above it facing him. Chrissy could see things were bad just by looking at Collin’s cock twitching at the sight of it all and the huge smile on his face. “Brilliant, Dre!” he said as he walked back. Chrissy got really scared now and wanted to stand up, but Russ and Andre held her down. Chrissy looked to both guys with pleading eyes, but then a car drove down the road from their right and slowed down until it stopped on the other side of the road.

“Who would like to start off?” Russ asked and Ray kneeled behind Chrissy. The side window of the car on the other side of the road opened and a bearded man in his late 40’s looked out of the window and straight at Chrissy, who felt a cock enter her little snatch from behind. As she felt two hands grabbing her ass and the cock inside her started to fuck her pussy, she heard Russ telling her mate to pump her full. Chrissy looked up to him scared and yelled “No! Please don’t!”. Getting nothing from Russ, she turned to Ray and pleaded “Please don’t cum in my pussy. You can cum on my back, cum on my ass. I-I-I’ll even let you cum in my mouth and I’ll swallow! But please! Please, not inside! I’m unprotected!”