Heather !

Keith Johnson pushed the two wheeler filled with bins of provision across the scandal parking lot towards the upstage set of barn and stable. He was anxious to get set up before too many arrivals for today's rodeo, and as a horse barn script, he needed to be prepare when the passenger showed up.

Behind him, his wife ling was gathering her own supply, arranging food in her coolers so that she could bike them to the diametric side of meat underneath the alloy bleachers where her hot dog stand was located. She and her husband worked every rodeo they could and the superfluous income helped in raising their two young girl.

Heather was feeling near. The day was hot but the skies were clear and she expected a big crowd. Anticipating the warmth, the 37 year old blonde had dressed lightly wearing a soaked garden pink tee shirt with a outdo neck line above short short pants. Since the intellectual nourishment stall were located under the far bleachers, she didn't have to worry about baking in the sun, she only had to appease cool as outdo she could.

Her turnout was new. Heather had finally regained her shape after working hard to lose the excess weight she had put on during her two gestation. Now, she had a loaded waist and she was please that her chest had stayed plump and house. She worked out three clip a hebdomad, focusing mostly on her bottom and her legs and the results were plain to see. She knew that many of her male customer bought their food from her not because of her cookery, but because they liked to stare and she loved being the essence of their aid. There weren't many regulars at the case that hadn't paid Sir Thomas More than a slight attention to her sizeable bosom and she chose her bras carefully so that just a short, but not too much, mammilla showed through when they perked up.

closing the rear of the mini-van, ling pushed one cooler ahead of her and awkwardly pulled the former rear. Her way to food post was a farsighted one. Parking was on the antonym side of the bleachers and she would have to take the air along their duration, cross the spine side of the field and cut under the tall metal benches before she arrived at her terminus.

The near bleacher had once been open underneath but after patronise combat, teenager necking, sot passing out and the relentless wind that blew chalk under the footstep, management had installed heavy vinyl group screens attached to the steel supports with thick corduroy running through grommets. The CRT screen were attached about 6 in above the ground and continued up about 8 feet so that the integral subdivision under the bleachers was screened from casual view.

Kevin Dillon and Matt Miller stood together inside the screened in expanse and peered through slits between the screens and the uprights watching heather come closer. Earlier, they had cut one of the thick cords in order to slip in and under the social structure where they drank a little and smoked some of Kevin's locoweed. Each of the 24 year old men were there to be rodeo clowns and both had previously met Calluna vulgaris when dressed in their costumes. Like many client, they drooled over her allure breasts and shapely figure and often discussed what they'd do with her if they ever got a chance. Over the past tense month they conspired to hold their way with her and today they intended to follow through with their plan.

"Here she comes ”, said Kevin as he watched her curvy soundbox tug and pull the intemperate cooler along the rough path.

"Anyone else around ”, asked flatness as he walked closer to the bound of the bleachers.

"Nope ”, replied Kevin."Looks like we got lucky."

Heather had broken into a light fret as she walked along the path. She hated parking so far away and she really wanted her married man to set her up first so that she could fend off most of the grunt work but today they were running late and she had to go it alone. Her body ached and she knew that she'd be setting up a spa appointee for Mon afternoon with Cheryl, her masseuse and new best friend.

"Get cook ”, said Kevin as Scots heather walked towards the men hiding behind the screen. If she had looked down, she'd have noticed the two pairs of cowboy boots just under the edge of the vinyl but she was too interested about keeping the cooler upright as she navigated the rutted path.

Calluna vulgaris passed close to the now unbolted screen and the two men stepped out behind her. Kevin took the lead.

"Hey, I can help with that ”, he said. Heather spun around surprised by the voice. Kevin grabbed the handle of one cooler and Matt took the former.

"Oh no….I'm o.k."she said, her phonation quivering slightly.

"Yeah well, I don't think so"said Matt as he pulled the cooler hold and grabbed her waist. Her cry was muffled by his big bridge player and with a tug, he pulled her off her foot and dragged her into the darkened and test area under the bleacher. Kevin pulled the coolers in behind him and wheeled them out of the way before following Matt.

Heather was struggling, her centre wide with fearfulness. Matt stood at 6'3"and had a sinewy physique. He never took his hands from her oral fissure even as he pulled her to the reason. Kevin strode over laughing softly as he watched the somewhat girl struggle. From his pocket, he pulled the 8 foot length of heavy cord that had once been attached to the screen. Folding it in one-half, he quickly wrapped it around the girls neck opening before running the unloosen ends into the loop he had made. With a promptly jerked meat, he tightened it and the ligature began to cut off her air supply.

"Shut the fuck up"Kevin whispered. Like matt, he was grandiloquent and strong, dressed in a blue tartan shirt and moth-eaten denim along with leather cowboy chaps.

"I really don't charge what happens to you so just fuckin'behave ”.

Heather stopped struggling and the two men worked to lay her fully down on her back, the cord still wrapped around her cervix.

"Get her stuff off"grunted Kevin, as he kneeled by her psyche. Matt quickly tugged the womanhood's sneak off and reached for her belt.

"Nooo…."moaned Scots heather as she felt her belt being unbuckled. The electric cord tightened and she stopped, her chest of drawers panting as she began to panic.

The man finished opening the warp and unsnapped the button of her short pants before unzipping them and pulling them off of her long legs. He smiled as he glanced up at her pinko step-in that had slid down a few column inch when her boxers were pulled off. Slowly, he ran his manpower up her inner leg increasing his pleasure as he moved closer to her crotch.

"Nnnnnnnnno….please…"heather whispered.

Kevin leaned down close to her ear as he watched Matt reach for the bound of her panties.

"Stop it baby, this isn't hurting you. He's just going to get a good aspect at the dessert snatch of yours. That's all. Wan na see ?"

At that, Kevin reached behind heather mixture neck and grabbed a fistful of her golden blonde hair. Gripping it tightly he lifted her brain up until she was staring down at her splayed branch watching Matt begin to tug at her pink panties. Heather sobbed and sniffled as rent rolled down her fount. Her white meat heaved as she watched the man at her feet slowly pull her underwear down exposing he neatly shaved pussy to the leering men.

lustrelessness yanked the panties off of her feet and grabbed her ankle tightly with both hands. Spreading her legs, he looked up at Kevin and nodded.

Kevin released Heather's pilus and quickly reached across her body to snap up the tush of her pink tee shirt. Gruffly, he pulled it up and over her chest, exposing her sheer, pink bra before tugging it over her articulatio humeri and off her head.

"individual likes pink ”, Kevin laughed staring at her trembling cleavage as the near naked fair sex twitched in veneration.

"Yeah me !"replied matt still holding the woman 's legs open while eyeing her sarcoid slit with aegir eyes.

"Hehe, me too !"

Kevin reached for the merchant ship of Heather's bra and swiftly tugged it up and over her now nude statue body. As her blazonry swung up to allow the bra to be removed, Kevin grabbed them and stretched Heather's body out, pulling her taught while Matt held her feet. The heaving breasts now fully stretched out were topped by easy Brown, hard pap and them two men delighted in looking down at their prey.

lusterlessness started first, letting one articulatio talocruralis go and reaching for her exposed pussy. Touching it, he rubbed his fingers along her labia before pinching the skin around her hooded button. Scots heather moaned again and Kevin responded by once more grabbing a knot of hairsbreadth and pulling her head up so that she could watch the man defile her. Secure in his range, Kevin let go of her arm and grabbed her ample mammilla in his big manpower, rolling them around and pinching her teat. He leaned over to take care at mat slide a finger into the woman's pussy and then slid back up to clobber her brown tips.

"She wet yet ?"asked Matt.

"Not really but she will be. They all get wet. Can't help it. They're all sluts and her cunt will be silky real soon"

"Just fuck her then, we don't have all day"stated Matt.

"Yeah, you're right. deem her"

Matt pulled the fille head up again and Heather watched as Kevin pulled his jeans and shorts down to let on a midst and hard penis. She moaned a little and cried a lot as the man settled back down between her legs and leaned forward putting the tip of his penis against her pussy sassing. With her capitulum held firmly in plaza, she watched as the raper began sliding his midst cock into her cunt, his body inching towards her facial expression as he wormed his muscle into her shaking eubstance. Fully inside her, he tilted his pass up and looked into her split filled optic.

"Now now, don't cry. I'm not just fucking you. I'm loving you too ”. Without warning he kissed her fully on her rim causing the charwoman to shake her head trying to get him to block up. He pulled his point away and focused his tending to screwing the crying woman under his lurching consistence.

Kevin began long, concentrated stroke into the pinned down woman while she watched her own ravishment. From time to time flatness reached down to cup her bosom or filch her nipple. His tight cargo area on her whisker forced Heather to watch the man buck her and she winced as time and again his midst humanness pounded into her unwilling body.

"HEATHER… ..."came a distant voice.

Scots heather caught her breathing spell, freezing at the strait of her husbands part. It sounded like it came from across the field, probably where the hot dog station was. He was looking for her. Neither man knew what had just happened and Heather was torn between calling out for help and keeping dumb for her own guard and to avoid the unmentionable overplus of being seen during a violent sexual assault.

"HEATHER…."called the phonation again.

Kevin increased his gait while the poor woman watched her soundbox being raped. His long and thick member was shiny ; slippery with what Calluna vulgaris knew was her own juices, created by her vagina as it betrayed her emotions, producing silklike succus that allowed a long cock to penetrate her easily.

Suddenly, Kevin pulled out and Calluna vulgaris looked down at his twitching muscle. She knew he had been close to coming and she held out perverse hope that he would just place his shot back inside of her and fetch up. In her own thinker, the Sooner the men could blunder out, the Sooner she could sort out what had just happened and locomote on with her sprightliness. Even now, her headway held by a grinning man so that she could watch herself be violated, she found it hard to believe that lupus erythematosus than five or so mo ago she was trudging happily along, aegir to falsify hot wiener for athirst cowpoke and fans.

"Christ she's near now"said Kevin."You want some ? ”.

"I want her sassing"answered Matt as he fingered her stiffened nipples.

"Flip her over then"muttered Kevin, stroking his erecting and watching Matt work the adult female's breasts.

"Get out the way then bro'” matt ordered, dropping Heather's head and sliding back a little. Heather heard clothes shuffle and the distinctive slammer of a rap buckle and zipper being drawn down. Matt moved a little and then Heather felt his hands on her shoulders. She looked up to see him kneeling over her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a bobbing penis, midst but not quite toilsome on display. He had opened his dungaree to remove his manhood and it stuck lewdly out between his leather chaps.

Kevin grabbed her mortise joint again and in informal unison, the men managed to flip Calluna vulgaris over onto her stomach. Kevin spread her stage again before running his inured hands across her display ass and back, brushing the poop and dirt off her supple body. Heather lay still, quietly crying and knowing that she would soon be forced to do unwritten sex on flatness. She felt Kevin waddle up between her spreading stage and she felt the familiar slap of a hardened prick drop on her ass cheek.

The men above her made some question with their manus and laughed a little over something Heather didn't understand. Then, she felt a warm dribble of fluid Edwin Herbert Land between her ass cheeks and get down to run down, puddling around her cocksucker. A second later another hot puddle hit the top of her butt, following the same path as the first.

Calluna vulgaris was momentarily relieved. She believed that Kevin had ejaculated and was dropping his sperm on her exposed rump. While she knew that flatness would still bonk her mouth, she was positive that Kevin was now just a spectator. Not that she hadn't heard of men who could cum and still fuck, it was just that she had never met one. Or even had one of her girlfriends talk about their man with fantastic staying power.

"OK"she heard Kevin say. Matt reached into her hair once again, balling a fistful into his large bridge player and yanked her head teacher up luxuriously. When ling's boldness was nearly to the height of matt's own eye, he locked his regard onto hers. Her eubstance was pulled upward as if she was striking a perverse yoga movement with her laboured titty swaying just barely off the basis. Her nipples occasionally swept the dust and dirt as she heaved breaths of air wondering what was next to happen.

matt continued to stare deeply into the downcast center of the crying woman as Kevin reached under Heather's stomach and lifted her up a little. In the eyes of her rapist, this was as good as it gets. A tormented woman, breasts approachable, ass lifted, legs spread and confronted with two eager cocks about to violate her.

With her ass now lifted higher, Kevin spread the fair sex's ass cheeks and confirmed that his saliva had pooled in her rosebud SOB. Pleased with the puddle, Kevin moved forward and placed the tip of his Phallus against and slightly into Heather's small hole.

heather mixture lurched forward, vainly trying to avert what she knew was about to involve place.

"No no no no no no ... I can't..it won't….I've never….please don't…..I've never ... please, I'll suck it but don't….. ”.

"Sorry ma'am….I just have to"respond Kevin as he pushed hard against Heather's asshole.

heather started to shout but quickly felt the cord tighten. Instead of making noise she pushed hard to close her give pegleg only to feel them bump up against Kevin's brawny eubstance. His stay pressure frightened her and she started to panic. She had never let a man into her ass and her deepest secret was letting her masseuse, Cheryl, delight her this way during nearly every session at the spa. Cheryl was marvelous, lanky and experienced in what made women happy and after working hard massaging Heather she always ended it with her clapper on Calluna vulgaris's clit working round on it until Calluna vulgaris had raised her pelvis far off the table while bordering on sexual backup. But the really legerdemain was when Cheryl inserted her well lubed middle digit into Heather's anus, triggering the massive sexual climax that each of them enjoyed so much. Never had a man found his way into heather mixture's backside. That was about to change.

As he forced his cock against her lubricate trap, the pass of his penis began to ready progress and Heather quickly understood that she would lose this battle. Still, she clenched tightly, determined to hold the man off even if it meant that she'd pay for her impedance in early ways.

"HEATHER….. ”.

Her epithet was being called again, this clock time much close. Heather panicked. Afraid that her hubby would see her being debased, she once again decided that getting it over with was her near choice. Relaxing her bedcover branch and pushing back a piddling in her seawall, she let Kevin pop into her ass. surprise, he stopped a present moment and looked down to confirm that he was, in fact, inside her bum.

"Got her ”, Kevin exclaimed before pushing the rest of his cock into her rectum. Matt stared into her oculus as Kevin sent the length of his member up her chute for the first time. Heather's heart widened and tears popped out of their corners as she felt her gut fill up with thick, hard kernel. Her sass opened to cry out but she held off even as Kevin bumped up against her backside, his penis now fully in the woman's ass.

"God, that's proficient. Won't cobbler's last farsighted pal in case you want some too. thought you wanted her backtalk ..."

lusterlessness blinked and then got to influence. He twisted heather mixture's head to steer own at his own swaying hammer and then directed her pretty face to meet his hard-on. Heather tried to avoid contact with the man's phallus, unwilling to be spit roasted by these two sordid psyche but when the electric cord tightened momentarily, she gave in and opened her mouth with matt buried his peter in her composition stained face.

His phallus wasn't huge but it was as a lot as broom had ever taken. In a snag second it bumped against the back of her pharynx and the intimate gagging touch sensation overcame her. spit and coughing around his brawniness she fought the urge to retch before wrapping her lips around him and sucking him into her throat.

Matt sighed, feeling her lip and throat wrap around his angry shaft and he pulled the woman's hair up, forcing her to fellate him against her will and at his pace. Kevin pulled slowly out of her tooshie and then, mostly out, he stroked back into her again causing Heather to whimper in infliction her head bobbed up and down on flatness's thickening penis.

"HEATHER….."came her name again, now on this slope of the field and easily within shouting aloofness if she could have done anything except suck cock.

Kevin had picked up his pace, her anus having adapted to the ugly encroachment and the man was breathing heavily as he fucked her raised bum. lustrelessness was now fully upright and found that he was able to let go of heather mixture's hair and just let her bob on his peter as if it were her musical theme. He reached down and under her torso, finding her gravid boob and he eagerly fondled her nipples as she deep throated her rapist.

Kevin began to lose ascendance. He had been in her slippery pussy and now he was stroking her tight rectum. His cock couldn't take much more of the blonde woman's loath treats. Matt noticed his booster tense up and knew that Kevin was fix to pop. He glanced down to see Kevin's long penis pistoning in and out of Heather's rosebud prick and the sight took him to the edge first.

Heather knew what was happening and began to regret hoping for them to eat up. Inside her fundament, Kevin's cock felt incredibly turgid and he was hurting her as he swelled. Her mouth was sore at the English and she began to fear how she would do by matt's cargo. She was never great at swallowing but her hubby Keith loved it so much that she sometimes obliged him by allowing him to drop a comforting load into her obedient mouth. But her husband hadn't raped her and the two men above her were stranger and one of them was about to ejaculate into her ass.

Kevin moaned deeply and let his first spurt of semen go deep into heather's bottom. At nearly the Saame time, Heather felt the familiar terminal swell of cock as matte began his transport of cum into Heather's throat. His timing was unfortunate as Heather had began to swallow frantically in order to make space for Thomas More ejaculate. But she swallowed slightly before he dropped his cum into her oral cavity and his endorse spurt backed up onto his first. ling found her mouth filled with sticky cum and she frantically swished it around to wee-wee blank for Thomas More as her sassing rapist spurted again and again. In venom of her endeavor, cakehole of muggy semen escaped from her mouth and smear across her nerve and chin.

Kevin kept his cock deep in Heather's unwilling ass as he unloaded his hot jism. She felt it splatter in her rectum as he jerked and twitched, releasing ropes of hot goo into her backside. She had never felt as filled up as she did at that instant. Two men, cock deep in either side of her, shooting gobs of jizz into her holes.

"HEATHER…. ”. The articulation wasn't Sir Thomas More than 30 yards away. broom could see her husband boots under the concealment that kept her and her rapist from his view.

"HEATHER…. ”.

"What the fuck ?"said Kevin, pulling out from her ass, creating an hearable popping noise as the head teacher of his prick emerged.

"Who the fuck is that ?"

"I don't know"gasped mat, still pumping into ling's mouthpiece."Just let me finish ”.

He spurted twice more and Scots heather swallowed promptly having now timed her sucking and swallowing with his spurts. A second later, he pulled her tomentum back up and his still pulsing dick emerged from her lipstick smeared face.

"Let's get out of here ”, said lustrelessness."We're late anyway ”.

The men stood and fixed themselves while Heather lay on the primer coat, nude and crying.

"What about her"asked lustrelessness."Should we do what we agreed ?"

Heather shivered, wondering what that meant.

"Yup ”, replied Kevin.

The men grabbed Heather and dragged her up. A little of Matt's cum had found it's way into her centre and she felt a intimate insect bite as her vision got fuzzy.

"HEATHER….."called Keith, now barely twenty yards away.

Kevin took the corduroy from around ling's neck and tied it quickly around her wrists in front end of her. Dragging her nude and dirty, stained body to the nearest sword upright, the men lifted her arms in high spirits above her promontory, hooking the corduroy over a cross piece and tying a quick but sturdy knot.

heather stood nude on her tip toes, swaying slightly and dancing against her will as she struggled to last out upright piano. Each man slapped her bare ass and crudely grabbed her tits and pussy one last time.

"Thank you ma'am"said Kevin as they walked away savoring the view of her nude and abused eubstance, hands highschool in the air, breasts and pussy on full exhibit. A thin trickle of semen emerged from her backside and ran down Heather's intimate thigh. The men grabbed her discarded underwear, placing her tiny step-in into her mouth and wrapping her bra around her neck before tightening it between her teeth to create a lewd gag. They kicked the respite of clothes further under the base before stepping back to and taking one stopping point look.

"HEATHER….."cried Keith just as two men emerged from under the bleachers.

"Who ?"said Kevin looking up to see Keith approaching.

"Heather. My wife. blond. pink top. Seen her ?"

"Not sure ”, said Kevin."But I'm for sure she's around here someplace. Probably not far. safe circumstances !"

Keith walked away as his wife, just a few feet away felt her tears stream down her cum splattered face.

"HEATHER…..".