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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Anon...)

“Oh my god! It’s my boss John and two guys from work!” Rachel replies, then she touches the mask and relaxes. “It’s okay, they won’t know who I mam. Am. It’s aalll good!”

The three guys reach the car and you hear them through the gap in the window. They’re looking at the note.

“Whoa boy!” says the shortest of the three, “I told you boys that some kinky shit goes down here! It’s not just blowjobs tonight fellas!” he exclaims. “We hit the jackpot this time!”

“Oh man, this is gunna be good! Wait, what? It says here we gotta pay?” replies the tallest of the three. “No fair!”

“Yeah, but mate, it also says that ya can take the bicycle for a ride anywhere for as long as ya want,” chuckles the third guy.

Hearing this, you see your girlfriends eyes close as she silently mouths, “Oh. My. God. Bicycle. Me.” A shiver runs through her shoulders as a rustling of paper accompanies a wad of cash being pushed through the window. Again Rachel’s mouth moves silently as she looks down at three $100 bills.

“They. Paid. For. Me.”

A sudden fleshy ‘slap!’ jolts Rachel forward and her eyes snap wide open as she gasps. This garners laughter from the guys outside, “Hahaha! We got a vocal one fellas! You like that girly?” Or would ya like some cock?“

Rachel pauses and looks up at you as the word escapes her lips. “Cock.” There is no slurring of that word. It’s crystal clear.

“Okay then,” replies the voice, “Let’s get this bicycle lubed up then!” Rachels body starts rocking back and forward, causing her boobs to gently slap against the window as she moans, “He’s fingering me. Ohmigod, he’s lubing up his bicycle. Hmmm… mmmmm… gawd…”

As the rocking increases in tempo, Rachel’s moans become intermingled with a wet squelching as the guys finger moves in and out of her now sopping wet pussy. You see your girlfriend’s mouth open in the telltale ‘O’ of an imminent orgasm. The guys outside start laughing.

“Hahaha, look at that! She’s gone all weak at the knees.”

“Yeah, she’s so fucking wet, she’s gunna cum! I think she’s ready!” cackles another in reply as Rachel stops moving. “Yeah, give her the meat!”

No sooner than the words escape his mouth than your girlfriend is suddenly jolted forward with a loud “Ooofff!” as the air is knocked out of her. “He’s. Big,” is all she can add, struggling to regain her breath.

As the minutes go by, you’re treated to a running commentary while watching your girlfriend being thrust back and forth by the guy taking her from behind.

“Ffffff… Ffffuuuck… sooo… dddee… eeep… oh oh… so… fuc fuc… ffuccking… uugg… huh… oh god… fffuuuck… ing… thick…”

The guys outside can plainly her your girlfriend and start encouraging the guy fucking her.

“Yeah man, pound that ass!”

“She’s loving it! Listen to her! Give her the D!”

In response to the jeering you see an an arm reach around and someone starts rubbing Rachel’s clit. She immediately tenses with a long moan. “Hmmmm… Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah… I’m, gunna, oh yeah, yeah, cu-” But before she can finish the hand retreats and moves through the gap in the window searching for Rachel’s mouth. Two glistening fingers extend and slide between your girlfriends soft lips. She doesn’t hesitate and starts noisily sucking on them.

“Ha, looks like someone likes it from both ends! You want that girly?” asks one of the guys. Rachel nods her head and mumbles “yes” around the fingers still in her mouth.

You pause, a little confused at how that will work, as Rachel’s head is quite high inside the car. How can you get your dick up there? Rachel has no such thought. She reaches for the button and winds down the window, then presses the door lock sealing you inside. Rachel is then unceremoniously pulled outside to a series of whoops and laughter from the guys outside. In no time at all, you watch as your girlfriend is bent over sideways across the bonnet of the car facing you.