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f****y Carjacked
Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: drew1207, Rating: 96, Source: xHamster
Mom in, practically on top of me. He slammed the door shut on Mom, jumped into the front seat next to the slumping Dad, and closed the door. The older guy behind the steering wheel hit the accelerator, and sped out of the gas station, while hitting the door locks. Mom and Ashley screamed, Dad appeared to be completely u*********s, and I sat between Ashley and Mom in a stunned silence. "Shut up! Or I'll hit him again!" Shouted the big guy in the passenger seat, pointing his pistol at Dad. Mom shut up, but Ashley kept screaming. "Ashley, be quiet," said Mom. Finally, when the guy pointed his pistol in her direction, she gasped and then closed her mouth. "Carl? Carl?" Mom called to Dad. Dad moved a little but he was basically u*********s. "Don't worry about him, I didn't hit him that hard," said the older driver, in a very heavy accent. In the rear view mirror I saw him smile. He was missing a lot of teeth. We were driving through some urban streets, with businesses on each side, but few pedestrians or cars around us. "Hand your purses up here to me," ordered the bigger one. Mom and Ashley handed their purses to him. "And you, your wallet," he said to me. I obediently handed it to him. He took it, and found Dad's wallet in his pocket, but didn't immediately start to look through his loot. Instead, he settled into the front seat, practically on top of Dad, leaning against the door and watching us. He said something in Spanish to ... the driver, and then looked over at Ashley. Her skirt had ridden up in the excitement, above her mid-thigh point. "Hey, Blondie, you have nice legs!" He paused and stared at them for a minute, admiring my s****r's bare legs. "Show us some more. Pull your skirt up." Instead, Ashley pulled her hem down to her knees, whimpering. "You want me to hit your dad again?" he said, raising his gun. "No!" Said Mom in a wavering voice. "Please, leave him alone. Leave HER alone." The big guy instead pointed his gun at me. "You don't open your mouth again, Mama. You do and I shoot your son, comprende?" Mom didn't respond, but the passenger turned to Ashley again, and repeated, "Pull your skirt up." "Mom?" Ashley whimpered. "Just do what he says; it'll be OK," answered Mom. Ashley's trembling hands grabbed her skirt hem, and slowly slid it up her legs. My cock stirred as I watched her long legs exposed. When she stopped near her crotch, the big guy said, "All the way up. Show me everything." Ashley had frightened look in her eyes. She whimpered again, but pulled up skirt up to her hips, exposing her pink cotton panties. I enjoyed immensely seeing her bare legs and panty crotch pulled tight over her pussy mound. But I equally enjoyed seeing the big Mexican dude leering at her panties, and the driver adjusting his rear view mirror for a better view. "Spread you legs wider," he ordered, and Ashley reluctantly ...