Spoiled Bratty Bitch Need a Big Strong Man to Help with Her Car Trouble ♕

Spoiled Bratty Bitch Stuck in a Jam.

I am a girl, a real spoiled bratty bitch.  I am like a dress-wearing, nail-painted princess of a girly girl. So when my car started making a weird loud noise, I just turned the radio up.  How was I to know that it was something serious?  I figured it out today on this hot afternoon.  While I sit parked on the side of this busy road where my car decided to take a shit. At least my power still worked, so I could listen to the radio and charge my phone. The dealership said they would send a tow truck to pick me and the car up shortly.

I felt like I had been waiting for hours as I lay in the passenger seat with my feet kicked up on the dashboard. The light breeze kept pushing the bottom of my dress further up my thighs.  I didn’t worry about anyone seeing it was hot, and I couldn’t care less. Lying there in the heat listening to music, it wasn’t long until I drifted off.  I was just in the middle of what I was sure was going to be a sexy dream. When I was woken up by the most awful loud beeping noise.

How Dare You make this Spoiled bratty Bitch Wait.

The tow truck guy had arrived and was backing up to my car.  I sat up and I was pissed, Above all I really wanted to finish that dream.  First, I watched as the truck came within a foot of hitting my car. Who was this idiot that they sent me?  Secondly, he got out of the big tow truck, walked to the trailer, pushed a button, and the truck bed lowered. The noise was worse than the backup beeping.  It was like nails on a chalkboard. I whipped open the door, got out, and stopped my heels straight up to him. Ready to give him a piece of my spoiled bratty bitch mind.

He turned to face me as I walked to him.  Even with heels on, he towered over me.  He eyed me up and down while I stared at his grease-smudged face.  I started to complain about how long I had been waiting.  He held up his hand and said, “Shut up!”  I stopped in my tracks, unable to process who he thought he was to talk to me like that. After that, I opened my mouth to speak again.  He interrupted me and said, “I said shut up, and get your ass in the truck.”  I just stood there looking at him in shock.  Then he took a large step towards me and lifted me up flung me over his shoulder.

A Busy Mouth Can’t Be a Bitch

He carried me to the front of the truck opened the door and kinda tossed my spoiled bratty bitch ass in.  I positioned myself quickly, sitting up in the seat and fixing my dress in place in a hurry.  He looked at me with angry eyes as he reached down to position his cock inside his pants and let out a low grunt.  A flare of anger shot through me, and I opened my mouth to give him a piece of my mind.  He yelled at me then “Shut the fuck up you Barley Legal Slut.”  He reached for me, grabbed me by the hair, and jerked me back over to him, slamming my face into the driver’s seat.

I looked up to his cock sitting staring me in the face. His hand jerked my head back, and his other hand was on my jaw, spreading my mouth. He slammed his huge sweaty cock into my mouth.  Hard and deep, not giving me a moment to take a breath.  Tears rolled down my cheeks and he slammed that huge cock deep down my throat.  Over and over again, he pounded my pretty little mouth.  I felt it swell and twitch, and he pulled my face down deep into him.  He yelled out “Take this you spoiled bratty bitch” as he filled me up with so much cum it leaked out around his cock. He tossed me back into the passenger seat like a rag doll.  His huge cock still dripping with cum hung there, he put it away and got in the truck, and started to drive.