Emily was driving her make new red BMW convertible west on US 30. It was a strong outflow morning and she had top down and her flowing blonde hair trailing wildly behind her in the lead. She had set out this morning on a quest for what a acquaintance had described as the most wild organic marihuana to be had anywhere. She was now 2 hours away from her home in a posh vicinity of valley forge, Pennsylvania. The friend had told here there was this Amish vegetable standpoint near Lancastrian line where they sold the most excellent pot. It was a vague description but this was a good day for a drive in the country.

She smiled as the warm up sun beat down on her bare shoulders and thighs. She was wearing a minor light sundress and her best-loved duet of ass me hound. She was feeling fun and flirty and had had forgone underclothes. Her knock off slit was occasionally bared as the hint whipped the bottom of the dress around. The nipple of Emily 's C cup breasts were intemperate and readily apparent though the slenderize material and a hint of her declamatory dark 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 hour but there was something called bomb Hill up ahead that had gas heart. She pulled in and whipped out her father 's platinum board and started to gas up the car. When the storage tank was full, she realized how thirsty she was. She headed inside the storage and saw a cute untried man alone behind the counter. She wondered just how lots relieve stuff she could scam from him with how minuscule effort.

Her first target was a diet Pepsi Cola and a small bag of Saratoga chip. Just for fun she grabbed a banana tree and a box of condoms. She took the items up to the register and watched as the boy, he seemed about her age, maybe a year or two untried gulped as he rang up the purchases.

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

'' Oh no ! '' she sighed, rubbing her mitt over her breast, teasing the bound of her sun garb down baring a hint of brown areola. `` I forgot my money. I do n't have it off what I can do. ``

The boy behind the counted was stunned. His eyes were wide outdoors and sudor covered his pimply brow. `` Um. That 's $ 11.28 '' He said still in shock.

Emily sighed and lowered the edge of her top revealing her full chest and difficult tit. She pinched the nipple and said. `` I need all of this hooey you see, but I ca n't pay for it. I 'm hungry and thirsty so I need the pepsi and scrap. I 'm meeting my swain later so I need the prophylactic and the banana… '' She giggled and raised the hem of her sundress revealing her shave snatch with full phase of the moon dripping backtalk and engorged clit.

She took the banana and slid it quickly into her pussy, ramming it deep in and then pulling it out. She waved it under the bank clerk 's nose and he shuddered in delight 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 draw and walked out to her car. She opened the Pepsi Cola and dumped the eternal sleep of the stuff in the trashcan. He boyfriend was so good she never needed the banana tree, and being on the birth control pill she did n't ask the safety, and who could afford the calories of the white potato vine 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 backrest end of a Milk River truck and saw the planetary house with the name of the town she was entering. `` Intercourse '' she giggled and then realized there was a car coming at her in the opposite direction. She swung the wheel hard over and the BMW 's tire squealed in protest. She felt the left side tyre start to move up up and jammed the clutch and faulting at the same time. She realized it was futile as the unharmed car lifted off the route and started to cartwheel into the adjacent theatre of operations. It landed nose first deploying the airbags, and then onto its tail and the flight flattened out and Emily was spinning until the car came to a stop with a crunch and a magnanimous quantity of dark, repellant smell, stuff and nonsense 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 ruined manure spreader. The man was in his 50s with nigrify bloomers and suspenders, a profane shirt and a pale yellow hat. He had a tenacious salt and white 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 cart like contraption and began to try and soothe the committed horse cavalry.

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

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

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

Emily was struggling with her seat belt when she saw the man bend down and pull a knife out of his boot. She screamed. He then deftly cut off her seat rap with the razor precipitous knife. He wiped the knife off on the his drawers and then reached down into the car. Emily felt his solid calloused work force close around her. One under her thigh and the other 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 resist his strength. He set her gently down and she realized her State Department. In addition to being covered in turd the top of her sundress was pull and her left titty was hanging out. There was another rent up the back of her attire which showed off her ass and when she bent over her pussy. The cruddy smelling stuff was everywhere. She started to cry as a State Department officer pulled up.

'' Hey Zedekiah ! '' the officer said has he got out and walked across the field. `` They said you had some English job. '' The policeman looked over at Emily who was desperately trying to incubate herself. He then looked at the crash of her car. `` license and proof of insurance. ``

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

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

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

She squealed as she felt his dick violate her. He was much turgid than her boyfriend and he was pounding her hard. He put a hand on the back of her psyche and pushed her human face first into the manure. She was just starting to enjoy the piece of ass when she felt his squirt up into her and the twist out. She was beginning to get horny and was now frustrated with a face full moon 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 possess to take you with me. There was quite a bit of dimension damage and you do n't have any identification. This car might be stolen. '' She looked at the cop in revulsion. He had his ticket Word of God out and was writing down information when she realized that his fly was down and his pant were obviously tented. Emily knew what she had to do. She bent over and pulled the policeman cock barren and started to imbibe on it. As she sucked he bent reached down and started to rub her tits. Emily felt her pap harden as she bobbed her caput 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 next 48 hour nearly naked in a holding cell someplace trying to get a hold of her parents and even then there would be piffling they could do but stake bail bond. The police officer was essentially untouchable. He was a civil servant and in any event who would believe the Holy Scripture of somebody who flipped a car 200 feet into a field and crashed it into a buggy.

She continued to work the cops hawkshaw 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 police officer 's muscular second joint and snaked her other manus into his pants. She took her hired man and started to gently massage his orb. She felt them begin to constrain up an slammed her face against the cops genital organ. His dick was choking her but she controlled her gag instinctive reflex and swallowed hard milking the afters cum out of his stopcock and rinsing the motherfucker gustatory perception from her mouth. She pulled back coughing and started to stroke his dick with her hired man getting the last bits of cum into her mouth. She zipped up the cops fly and then stood up.

'' wellspring I guess you are who you say you are. I am going to have to sight you for causing the chance event and failure to produce validation of insurance. ``

The Amish man cleared his throat. `` You and I are n't the only aggrieved parties here. '' He nodded his head towards the now obviously male plow buck. While she had been servicing the men the sawbuck 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 knight tremendous cock. `` It 's not going to suckle 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 sassing. When she started to take in on it there was a salty ammonia water taste to it. She leaned her forehead against the side of the horse and got another three inches into her mouthpiece. She started to tongue the hole and realized she could probably get a finger up inside. She did n't dare try it though. She was jacking the horse hard while suck on the tip when she felt something press against her shit. She was n't sure who was coming back for second but she knew she had to go with it.

The penis ramming into her Virgin ass felt massive. She could n't enjoin as it stretched her out. The pain was vivid and it felt like she was being buck apart. She felt a brace of balls slap against her pussy lips and the sense reversed itself as the cock was pulled out of her. She felt vacuous 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 arse stung she was beginning to feel some delight from it. The cock pulled in and out and she started to match the motions on the horse. She felt the horse 's cock 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 eruption. As the Equus caballus came calloused hands grabbed her ass and pulled her back, driving the penis deep into her. She could finger him throbbing and pulsing, emptying cum into her ass. She shuddered herself surrounded by sex and cum and shit she orgasmed, the flavor of gymnastic horse and tinker's damn filling her nostrils, the painfulness in her ass and now that she thought about it her whole body blending into one massive pleasurable moment. 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 finished stiff of her dress and used it to wipe the monumental sum of gymnastic horse cum off her fount. The police police officer wrapped her in a blanket and sat her in the back of his patrol car and was calling the chance event in. Her father had a limo from Harrisburg there in half an hour along with a check to pay for the scathe to spreader. She spent the three minute ride home wondering what she was going to do, and wishing that she had managed to score some of the pot .