Emily was driving her steel new red BMW translatable Dame Rebecca West on US 30. It was a affectionate spring morning and she had top down and her flowing blonde hair's-breadth trailing wildly behind her in the malarkey. She had set out this daybreak on a quest for what a Friend had described as the most godforsaken constituent marijuana to be had anywhere. She was now 2 time of day away from her household in a classy neighbourhood of vale forge, PA. The acquaintance had told here there was this Amish veggie stand near Lancaster where they sold the most excellent pot. It was a vague verbal description but this was a in effect day for a drive in the country.

She smiled as the warm sun beat down on her bare articulatio humeri and thigh. She was wearing a small light sundress and her favorite twosome of fuck me heels. She was feeling fun and flirty and had had forgone underclothes. Her shaved kitty-cat was occasionally bared as the wind whipped the backside of the dress around. The nipple of Emily 's C cup breasts were hard and pronto apparent though the thinly material and a hint of her large dreary areola 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 minute but there was something called Turkey Benny Hill up ahead that had gas pump. She pulled in and whipped out her beginner 's platinum batting order and started to gas up the car. When the tank was to the full, she realized how thirsty she was. She headed inside the store and saw a cute young man alone behind the counter. She wondered just how much free stuff she could goldbrick from him with how little effort.

Her first target was a dieting pepsi and a lowly bag of chips. Just for fun she grabbed a banana and a box of condoms. She took the point up to the register and watched as the boy, he seemed about her age, maybe a year or two youthful gulped as he rang up the purchases.

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

'' Oh no ! '' she sighed, rubbing her mitt over her titty, teasing the edge of her sun wearing apparel down baring a hint of embrown ring of color. `` I forgot my money. I do n't fuck what I can do. ``

The boy behind the counted was stunned. His center were wide open and sweat covered his pimply hilltop. `` Um. That 's $ 11.28 '' He said still in shock.

Emily sighed and lowered the edge of her top revealing her full-of-the-moon breast and hard mamilla. She pinched the nipple and said. `` I need all of this hooey you see, but I ca n't pay for it. I 'm athirst and thirsty so I need the pepsi and chip. I 'm meeting my boyfriend later so I need the condoms and the banana… '' She giggled and raised the hem of her sundress revealing her plane snatch with full dripping lips and engorged clit.

She took the banana and slid it quickly into her snatch, ramming it inscrutable in and then pulling it out. She waved it under the cashier 's nose and he shuddered in pleasure when he smelled her pussy juice on it. Emily was sure enough 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 poppycock in the trashcan. He boyfriend was so good she never needed the banana, and being on the anovulant she did n't need the condoms, and who could afford the calories 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 truck and saw the sign with the figure of the town she was entering. `` Intercourse '' she giggled and then realized there was a car coming at her in the opposite centering. She swung the bike hard over and the BMW 's tyre squealed in dissent. She felt the left slope tires start to filch up and jammed the grip and break at the Saami metre. She realized it was futile as the whole car lifted off the road and started to cartwheel into the next field of study. It landed nose get-go deploying the airbags, and then onto its arse and the trajectory flattened out and Emily was spinning until the car came to a check with a crunch and a large quantity of darkness, foul smelling, stuff fell into the car on top of her.

'' diddley '' She screamed.

'' Pretty much. '' came the voice of a man who was sitting on the front of the now destroy manure spreader. The man was in his 50s with blacken pants and brace, a blue sky shirt and a shuck hat. He had a hanker salt and pepper beard, but with no moustache it was a distinctly odd looking, that she recognized as belonging to the Amish.

He got down off of the handcart like gismo and began to try and soothe the attached horse.

'' 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 gymnastic horse calmed down enough for the man to get it unharnessed.

'' Are n't you going to help oneself me ? '' Emily whined flinging crap around.

'' You English, always in a rush always with trouble making. You can wait, de Equus caballus would be itself hurting. ``

Emily was struggling with her seatbelt when she saw the man bend down and take out a knife out of his iron boot. She screamed. He then deftly cut off her seat belted ammunition with the razor sharp knife. He wiped the tongue off on the his pants and then reached down into the car. Emily felt his strong calloused hands close around her. One under her thigh and the early around her shoulder. 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 dissent his metier. He set her gently down and she realized her state. In improver to being covered in crap the top of her sundress was torn and her left knocker was hanging out. There was another bust up the spine of her dress which showed off her ass and when she bent over her pussy. The foul smelling stuff was everywhere. She started to cry as a state officer pulled up.

'' Hey Zedekiah ! '' the officer said has he got out and walked across the subject area. `` They said you had some English problems. '' The policeman looked over at Emily who was desperately trying to cover herself. He then looked at the wreck of her car. `` permit and validation of insurance. ``

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

'' Then get your purse. '' The military officer insisted.

She bent over the doorway of her car and started pawing through the pollute smelling stuff. She could feel her puss bare to the air when she felt something push into her. She looked back and there was the Amish man with his bloomers around his ankles and his massive cock pounding into her.

She squealed as she felt his dick violate her. He was much larger than her fellow and he was pounding her hard. He put a bridge player on the back of her mind and pushed her face first into the manure. She was just starting to enjoy the fucking when she felt his small fry up into her and the pull out. She was beginning to get ruttish 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 have to take you with me. There was quite a bit of property damage and you do n't get any identification. This car might be stolen. '' She looked at the cop in repulsion. He had his just the ticket Quran out and was writing down info when she realized that his fly was down and his pants were obviously tented. Emily knew what she had to do. She bent over and pulled the ship's officer cock free and started to give suck on it. As she sucked he twist reached down and started to rub her tit. Emily felt her mamilla harden as she bobbed her head on the policeman 's cock. She was humiliated but she knew there was nil she could do. If she did n't do this she would spend the adjacent 48 hour nearly naked in a holding cell someplace trying to get a hold of her parents and even then there would be footling they could do but post bail. The police officer was essentially untouchable. He was a civic servant and in any event who would consider the word of soul who flipped a car 200 metrical foot into a landing field and crashed it into a buggy.

She continued to shape the cops dick as she realized that it was her only way out of the plight. She had prided herself on her cock sucking in the past and was now her very best. She wrapped on helping hand around the policeman 's muscular thigh and snaked her other hand into his drawers. She took her hand and started to gently rub down his balls. She felt them begin to tighten up an slammed her face against the cop crotch. His pecker was choking her but she controlled her gag reflex and swallowed intemperately milking the mellisonant cum out of his cock and rinsing the shit perceptiveness from her mouth. She pulled back coughing and started to stroke his shaft with her deal getting the concluding turn of cum into her oral cavity. She zipped up the cop fly and then stood up.

'' Well I guess you are who you say you are. I am going to let to sight you for causing the chance event and failure to bring on proof of insurance. ``

The Amish man cleared his throat. `` You and I are n't the only aggrieved parties here. '' He nodded his brain towards the now obviously manly turn horse. While she had been servicing the men the horse had grown excited. It 's massive stopcock reached almost to the ground. It was as big as her arm both in length and girth.

The cop nodded and pointed at the sawbuck enormous dick. `` It 's not going to suck itself dearie. ``

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

The penis ramming into her Virgo ass felt monumental. She could n't secern as it stretched her out. The nuisance was intense and it felt like she was being torn apart. She felt a duad of balls slap against her puss lips and the sense experience reversed itself as the cock was pulled out of her. She felt empty as it pulled out of her and she tried to make up by sucking the horses cock in deeper. The knight whinnied and stamped in approval and she sped up her helping hand motions.

The cock pressed back into her ass and she felt full-of-the-moon. While her asshole stung she was beginning to feel some pleasure from it. The cock pulled in and out and she started to match the motions on the horse. She felt the horse cavalry 's tittup start to swell even more and she gagged and pulled back just to be hit in the face with what must have been a cup of cum and that was just the first bam. As the horse came callous custody grabbed her ass and pulled her back, driving the member deep into her. She could find him throbbing and pulse, emptying cum into her ass. She shuddered herself surrounded by sex and cum and shit she orgasmed, the olfactory property of Equus caballus and shit filling her nostrils, the nuisance in her ass and now that she thought about it her whole body blending into one monolithic enjoyable bit. She had never felt that cheap or degraded or depraved. She also had never enjoy sex that much before.

It turned out that it had been Zedekiah, the Amish man who had been pounding her ass. He tore off the washed-up clay of her dress and used it to wipe the monolithic amount of horse cum off her face. The police force officer wrapped her in a mantle and sat her in the back of his prowl car and was calling the chance event in. Her father had a limo from Harrisburg there in half an time of day along with a check to pay for the terms to spreader. She spent the three hour ride home wondering what she was going to do, and wishing that she had managed to score some of the pot .