Emily was driving her sword new red BMW convertible west on US 30. It was a quick spring morning and she had top down and her flowing blonde hair trailing wildly behind her in the wind. She had set out this break of the day on a pursuit for what a friend had described as the most furious organic marijuana to be had anywhere. She was now 2 hours away from her home in a swish locality of Valley Forge, Pennsylvania. The friend had told here there was this Amish veggie stand near Lancaster where they sold the most excellent pot. It was a shadowy description but this was a sound day for a drive in the country.

She smiled as the warm sun beat down on her bare shoulder joint and thighs. She was wearing a humble light source sundress and her pet pair of roll in the hay me heels. She was feeling fun and flirty and had had forgone underclothes. Her shaved pussy was occasionally bared as the air current whipped the can of the dress around. The pap of Emily 's C cup bosom were hard and readily apparent though the thin material and a hint of her big dark ring of color peeked out the top.

She looked down at the fuel gauge and realized that she was running low on gas. She had n't seen a Wawa in half an 60 minutes but there was something called turkey James Jerome Hill up ahead that had gas pumps. She pulled in and whipped out her Father-God 's platinum card and started to gas up the car. When the tank was full-of-the-moon, she realized how thirsty she was. She headed inside the computer storage and saw a cunning vernal man alone behind the tabulator. She wondered just how much rid stuff she could hornswoggle from him with how little effort.

Her first target was a diet pepsi and a small bag of cow chip. Just for fun she grabbed a banana and a box of condoms. She took the token up to the register and watched as the boy, he seemed about her age, maybe a class or two younger gulped as he rang up the purchases.

'' That will be $ 11.28. '' He said.

'' Oh no ! '' she sighed, rubbing her hand over her breasts, teasing the edge of her sun dress down baring a hint of brown areola. `` I forgot my money. I do n't sleep together what I can do. ``

The boy behind the counted was stunned. His eyes were wide-cut open and stew covered his pimply supercilium. `` Um. That 's $ 11.28 '' He said still in shock.

Emily sighed and lowered the border of her top disclosure her full tit and voiceless teat. She pinched the nipple and said. `` I need all of this stuff you see, but I ca n't pay for it. I 'm hungry and thirsty so I need the Pepsi and chips. I 'm meeting my swain later so I need the condoms and the banana… '' She giggled and raised the hem of her sundress revealing her shaved grab with broad dripping lips and engorged clit.

She took the banana tree and slid it quickly into her pussy, ramming it deep in and then pulling it out. She waved it under the cashier 's nose and he shuddered in pleasure when he smelled her kitty juice on it. Emily was sure that she had just made him cum in his pants.

'' Take it. '' He said.

She collected her haul and walked out to her car. She opened the Pepsi and dumped the rest of the stuff in the trashcan. He boyfriend was so good she never needed the banana tree, and being on the pill she did n't need the safety, and who could yield the Calorie of the potato chips.

Back onto the road she was making up for lost time. Emily was going 75 mph and easily passing all the dealings around her. She whipped around the game end of a Milk River hand truck and saw the sign with the epithet of the town she was entering. `` intercourse '' she giggled and then realized there was a car coming at her in the opposite word focal point. She swung the wheel hard over and the BMW 's tire squealed in protestation. She felt the left side tires start to rustle up and jammed the clutch and geological fault at the Lapplander time. She realized it was futile as the entirely car lifted off the road and started to cartwheel into the adjacent field of honor. It landed nose first deploying the airbags, and then onto its tail and the trajectory flattened out and Emily was spinning until the car came to a plosive consonant with a compaction and a large quantity of shadow, cruddy smelling, stuff fell into the car on top of her.

'' diddly-shit '' She screamed.

'' Pretty lots. '' came the voice of a man who was sitting on the front man of the now deflower manure spreader. The man was in his 50s with grim bloomers and gallus, a blue shirt and a shuck hat. He had a foresightful salt and common pepper beard, but with no mustache it was a distinctly odd look, that she recognized as belonging to the Amish.

He got down off of the cart like widget and began to try and soothe the seize cavalry.

'' Shtey, Shtey '' he whispered in the horse 's ear as it tried to pull the ruined spreader which was enmeshed with Emily 's BMW. The cavalry calmed down enough for the man to get it unharnessed.

'' Are n't you going to facilitate me ? '' Emily whined flinging shit around.

'' You English, always in a rush always with difficulty making. You can wait, de horse would be itself hurting. ``

Emily was struggling with her seatbelt when she saw the man bend down and pull out a knife out of his boot. She screamed. He then deftly cut off her seat smash with the razor sharp knife. He wiped the knife off on the his drawers and then reached down into the car. Emily felt his inviolable calloused custody close around her. One under her second joint and the other around her berm. The man lifted her out of the car as if she were nothing.

She was scared. This farmer could do anything he wanted to her and she would be powerless to resist his strength. He set her gently down and she realized her State Department. In summation to being covered in shit the top of her sundress was torn and her left breast was hanging out. There was another bust up the back of her clothes which showed off her ass and when she bent over her slit. The choke off smelling stuff was everywhere. She started to cry as a state police officer pulled up.

'' Hey Zedekiah ! '' the military officer said has he got out and walked across the field of operation. `` They said you had some English people problems. '' The officer looked over at Emily who was desperately trying to cover herself. He then looked at the crash of her car. `` License and cogent evidence of insurance policy. ``

'' They 're in my purse. '' she sobbed.

'' Then get your pocketbook. '' The officeholder insisted.

She bent over the room access of her car and started pawing through the foul smelling stuff. She could feel her snatch bare to the air when she felt something push into her. She looked back and there was the Amish man with his knickers around his articulatio talocruralis and his massive cock pounding into her.

She squealed as she felt his dick violate her. He was much big than her boyfriend and he was pounding her hard. He put a helping hand on the backrest of her headland and pushed her face first into the manure. She was just starting to enjoy the fucking when she felt his squirt up into her and the pull out. She was beginning to get corneous and was now frustrated with a face full of manure.

'' You might was well quit looking. '' The cop said and the Amish man backed off and hitched his pants back up. She stood up and tried brushing the dirt off her face.

'' I may feature to take you with me. There was quite a bit of attribute impairment and you do n't sustain any recognition. This car might be stolen. '' She looked at the cop in horror. He had his ticket Book out and was writing down selective information when she realized that his fly was down and his gasp were obviously tented. Emily knew what she had to do. She bent over and pulled the officer cock free and started to take in on it. As she sucked he flex reached down and started to rub her tits. Emily felt her nipples harden as she bobbed her head on the policeman 's cock. She was humiliated but she knew there was nothing she could do. If she did n't do this she would expend the adjacent 48 hours nearly naked in a holding cell someplace trying to get a hold of her parents and even then there would be little they could do but post bond. The policeman was essentially untouchable. He was a civil servant and in any upshot who would consider the word of someone who flipped a car 200 feet into a field and crashed it into a buggy.

She continued to play the cops tool as she realized that it was her only way out of the predicament. She had prided herself on her blowjobs in the past and was now her very best. She wrapped on hand around the policeman 's muscular thigh and snaked her other paw into his bloomers. She took her hired hand and started to gently rub down his balls. She felt them start to fasten up an slammed her expression against the copper privates. His dick was choking her but she controlled her gag reflex response and swallowed hard milking the sweetly cum out of his stopcock and rinsing the shit taste from her oral cavity. She pulled back coughing and started to stroke his cock with her hand getting the last bits of cum into her backtalk. She zipped up the fuzz fly and then stood up.

'' well I guess you are who you say you are. I am going to have to sight you for causing the accident and failure to produce proof of indemnity. ``

The Amish man cleared his pharynx. `` You and I are n't the simply grieve parties here. '' He nodded his head towards the now obviously male plow sawhorse. While she had been servicing the men the horse had grown excited. It 's massive prick reached almost to the ground. It was as big as her arm both in length and girth.

The cop nodded and pointed at the knight enormous cock. `` It 's not going to go down on itself dearie. ``

She bent over humiliated. She wrapped her hands around it and started to jack it off. She pulled it up and got the tip of it into her mouth. When she started to breastfeed on it there was a salty ammonia taste to it. She leaned her forehead against the side of the sawhorse and got another three in into her sassing. She started to tongue the hole and realized she could probably get a finger's breadth up inside. She did n't defy try it though. She was jacking the horse cavalry hard while suck on the tip when she felt something press against her shit. She was n't sure who was coming back for arcsecond but she knew she had to go with it.

The member ramming into her vestal ass felt massive. She could n't assure as it stretched her out. The pain was intense and it felt like she was being buck apart. She felt a span of formal slap against her snatch lips and the sensation reversed itself as the pecker was pulled out of her. She felt empty as it pulled out of her and she tried to compensate by sucking the horses cock in deeper. The horse whinnied and stamped in approval and she sped up her hand motions.

The dick pressed back into her ass and she felt full moon. While her asshole stung she was beginning to palpate some pleasure from it. The cock pulled in and out and she started to cope with the motions on the gymnastic horse. She felt the horse 's cock kickoff to tumefy even more and she gagged and pulled back just to be hit in the fount with what must have been a cup of cum and that was just the first blast. As the cavalry came cauterise men grabbed her ass and pulled her back, driving the member deep into her. She could feel him throbbing and impulse, emptying cum into her ass. She shuddered herself surrounded by sex and cum and shop she orgasmed, the smell of horse and shit filling her nostril, the pain in her ass and now that she thought about it her unit body blending into one massive pleasurable moment. She had never felt that cheap or degraded or depraved. She also had never enjoy sex that often before.

It turned out that it had been Zedekiah, the Amish man who had been pounding her ass. He tore off the ruined clay of her wearing apparel and used it to wipe the massive amount of gymnastic horse cum off her face. The police officer wrapped her in a blanket and sat her in the binding of his police cruiser and was calling the accident in. Her father had a limo from capital of Pennsylvania there in half an 60 minutes along with a check to pay for the damage to spreader. She spent the three hour ride dwelling house wondering what she was going to do, and wishing that she had managed to rack up some of the pot .