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Me, 32 years, single, bra 80c, well -proportioned, accountant in a small company in Germany, made with my best friend Elke, 30 years, single, BH 75c, seller, long -awaited Vacation in California.
We had a rental car and drove through the endless width on this brooding day.
We were in a good mood and drained all sorts of songs in front of us. We had no other forever automobile more seen.
The sun slammed down, but we had fully turned on the air conditioning system.
We were the best things until there was a short bang in the engine compartment and hot steam took the view.
“Crap! That was the car!“We got out and opened the bonnet. Steam emerged. And that with this brooding heat.
“What now?””No idea.
We wait for someone to come over.“Nobody came for 2 hours. We were fried by the sun. Then finally a cloud of dust on the horizon. I tried to recognize something, but the asphalt flickered from my eyes.
We stood next to the car.
The cloud of dust moved closer.
We could see that it was an old pick-up.
A pimple -faced younger kept next to us.
“Car-Trouble?”” Yes, please can you help us?“He pounded briefly into the engine compartment and twitched his shoulders. “Pants” that meant something with hose.
He wanted to take us to a workshop that was about 40 km away. We crowded into the cab with a little reluctance.
The workshop turned out to be a flat building, surrounded by bike caps. Otherwise there were only two other semi -decayed houses there.
The street wasn’t even paved.
Before that, there were three motorcycles.
Young people went forward and opened the door.
We hesitantly followed him. Inside there was a kind of counter with a thick bearded hippie shock behind it. In the room there was a very large motorcycle on a stand. I noticed the huge padded seats and the imaginative painting.
There were three other men at a table in the corner.
Half-empty Budweiser bottles stood in front of them. They wore leather hires and looked neglected.
I wasn’t good at all.
Jünchen spoke briefly with the bearded behind the counter and always pointed to us.
Together, Elke and I had something $ 240 in cash. Credit cards would hardly take them here.
Elke went over and talked to the bearded.
Then she looked at me.
“What is?““ He can’t repair it?”” Already. But he does not want.
He wants more “” more than $ 240?“I shook my head in disbelief.
“No, he doesn’t want money. He wants you!””What?” I did not understand.
“He wants you. You should have one and his buddies one blow!““ He probably doesn’t have everyone anymore. Never!“The thought alone caused me disgust.
These grubby guys!Elke shrugged.
“Then we’re sitting here! Apparently his phone doesn’t work.”” You blas one to them!“She sighed and talked back to the bearded.
“You want you. And now they want to fuck you!”” I don’t think so with the ticket.““ Well come, what about it if you blow one to them. Then repair the car. ““ You have looked at the guys? They definitely don’t wash.““ Now don’t be like this. Otherwise we will never get away here.
No one comes over there!“The three persecuted at the table are interested in our entertainment without understanding the slightest. Elke pressed me. We probably had no alternative.
“If you tell you at home, I’ll kill you by hand!“She had won. I wanted to get away from here as soon as possible, and this seemed to be the only way to be.
Elke spoke to the bearded. It disappeared into a small room next to the counter and came back with a hose.
He gave it to the younger, who then disappeared. The three at the table got up.
I gave way back to the wall. The three stood in front of me.
One wanted after mine Tits grab. I hit his fingers.
They opened the zippers of their dirty lederhosen and picked out their cock.
Dark hairy dirty cocks.
“Come on, do it,” called Elke.
I crouched.
I closed my eyes and grabbed one of the cocks. Maybe I was able to wipe away you.
I put my hand in a second and caught both cocks jerk off. I had made the bill without the third.
Since I had locked my eyes because I didn’t want to see the dirty pisends, I only took the third person when he rammed his spanking between my teeth.
I choked and had the feeling of throwing up.
That didn’t bother the guy at all. He reached into my hair and pulled my head over his crossbar.
Then he rammed into my mouth. I tried not to touch his spanking with my tongue. But unfortunately that didn’t work.
I would have suffocated.
It was pretty quickly too. After a few rams he gave my head and mouth free. Suddenly his juice clapped my face.
“IIIII” I screamed, when the next one rammed me in his fuck beats and suffocated my cry of the slip with his device.
This pulled my head back and forth with both hands. I felt hair in my mouth.
He used me like a rubber doll.
As he came, the same thing happened again. Get out with his dirt piece and full load in my face.
This time I was smarter. I held my mouth. But did not use anything.
The third also pushed it in. And he pressed my back of the head against the hard boar wall. With every bump I slammed against it. This cock was the largest of the three.
Every time he was coming up, I almost had it on my throat, which always gave me a strainer. But it didn’t take long for him either. Only he wanted to inject me in my mouth. When I realized that it came to him, I quickly turned my head to my side so that his seed went into my hair.
But now it was finally over.
I just stayed there. And looked at Elke.
It wasn’t much better than me either.
The bearded had occurred behind his counter. He had a huge beer belly under his dirty T-shirt. His arms were full of tattoos.
His jeans were open and a small thick cock peek out under the stomach.
He stood behind Elke and put his fleshy arm around her throat from behind.
His hand pulled her ankle -long wide skirt upside down.
I could one of her long tanned Legs See up to the panties.
He pushed her upper body forward and reached between his legs. His greasy hand pushed the panties to the side and he pressed his cock into her.
Elke did not fight back.
“Elke!”” “I didn’t tell you everything,” she said in a documented voice.
The thickness behind her rammed briefly, then he pulled the tail out and jerked him briefly. And then he also sprayed. Fully on the dirty wooden floor.
As if nothing had happened, he butt his pants and went behind his counter.
He banged two bottles of the Budweiser on it and opened the wraps with his teeth. Then he pushed the bottles to us.
Half an hour later, the youngsters were back with our repaired car.
We got in and drove away. We have never lost a word about this story.
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