We picked up Friend Ann in the centre of nowhere, bought her some candy and went for a little ride in the desert. We eventually pulled up to the impure dump where that little white trash wench belongs. That place is high-desert trailer park heaven: ripped open couches, old tires, etc. It's the ideal place to end up in a trunk, fastened up and gagged, being prodded and drilled all over. We ended up tying up the wench to a tree and cumming over her face previous to abandoning her like a dog
