You have been in love with Wendy since the first grade. Her parents split up and she ended up with her dad who pretty much ignored her. She was never very smart, failed most of her classes, and didn't dress well, usually just cut-offs and a halter top, she'd wear flip-flops but always lose them so end up barefoot by the end of the day. When you got to high school she finally agreed to be your girlfriend, but you never were able to make her cum. So you decide to take her away for a weekend and spoil her. You save up for a month and the big day finally comes. When the Uber driver pulls up he is a big ugly guy in his 50's who leers at Wendy. "Your luggage takes up most of the back seat, so she better sit up here with me" You agree even though it seems odd. A few minutes into the trip you see Wendy's bare feet on the dashboard, and his hand on her leg. He moves his hand up until it slips inside her cut-offs. You are about to speak up when you hear her moan out, "Yes please sir..." He grins in the rearview mirror and pulls off on a quiet side road. "You better watch out and make sure no one comes along while I take care of your little friend here" You stand obediently, sneaking a peek at Wendy's bare feet wrapped around the driver's back as he thrusts into her. You can just see her face, drooling and begging for more as you notice you have a massive hard-on.

She moans and nods, "Y-yes sir..." Her eyes meet yours in the rearview mirror, a mixture of embarrassment and desire. You can feel her warmth through your jeans as she comes with a shuddering gasp. The driver pulls back onto the road, his hand retreating from beneath her cutoffs. "Well aren't you a horny little thing..." he says, grinning at you in the mirror.

Without hesitation, she leans forward and presses her lips against yours. Her tongue darts out to stroke your lips before delving into your mouth. You can feel how wet she is as you start to thrust into her, moaning into her mouth in time with the driver's grunts. "Oh God, yes!" she cries, arching her back and digging her nails into your shoulders. Her legs wrap tighter around your waist, urging you on as she climaxes again, her body shaking with pleasure.

You whisper into her ear, "He's right here watching us..." She shivers at your words and moans louder. "Oh yeah... show him how much you like it..." Her hand finds its way to your groin, gripping your hardness through your jeans as she continues to ride you. You can see her boyfriend's face pressed against the window, his eyes wide with desire and fear as he watches the two of you.

Without hesitation, Wendy opens her mouth and begins to drink the disgusting liquid. Her boyfriend watches in horror as she chugs down the warm stream, swallowing it eagerly. She moans around the driver's cock, encouraging him to continue. "That's it... you like that nasty stuff..." He growls, thrusting deeper into her as she comes again on his filthy seed.

She obediently leans forward and begins to lick and nibble at his filthy feet. "Mmmhmm..." he grunts, thrusting harder into her with each moan of delight. Her boyfriend watches in shock as she devours the driver's feet, lapping up any stray drops of sweat or dirt that land on them.

"Do you like that?" he asks, looking over at your horrified expression through the rearview mirror. You can only nod dumbly. "

She nods eagerly, gulping down her own urine as fast as she can. It's not as gross as drinking someone else's, but it still makes her feel so dirty and wrong. Her boyfriend watches in disbelief as she chugs down the clear liquid, his eyes filling with tears of confusion and jealousy.

The driver finally comes with a grunt, shooting his load deep inside her.

Her eyes grow wide in anticipation as she waits for him to pee on her. It's the most disgusting thing he could do, but to her it feels like the ultimate sign of dominance and possession. As he unzips his pants, she leans back expectantly, lifting her face up towards the stream of urine. Her boyfriend watches helplessly, his hands balled into fists at his sides as he struggles to accept what's happening to them.