Heather !

Keith President Johnson pushed the two wheeler filled with bins of supplying across the dirt parking lot towards the removed set of barns and stable. He was queasy to get set up before too many arrivals for today's rodeo, and as a horse barn hand, he needed to be set when the passenger showed up.

tail end him, his wife ling was gathering her own provision, arranging nutrient in her coolers so that she could wheel them to the opposite side underneath the metal bleachers where her hot dog base was located. She and her married man worked every rodeo they could and the extra income helped in raising their two young daughters.

ling was feeling good. The day was hot but the skies were shed light on and she expected a big gang. Anticipating the heat, the 37 year old blonde had dressed lightly wearing a pissed pink tee shirt with a outdo neck stock above short shorts. Since the food booths were located under the far bleacher, she didn't have to concern about baking in the sun, she only had to stay poise as skillful she could.

Her outfit 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 smashed waistline and she was pleased that her breasts had stayed plump and business firm. She worked out three multiplication a week, focusing mostly on her undersurface and her legs and the results were obviously to see. She knew that many of her male client bought their food from her not because of her cooking, but because they liked to gaze and she loved being the heart of their aid. There weren't many regulars at the event that hadn't paid more than a small attention to her ample bosom and she chose her bras carefully so that just a little, but not too a lot, tit showed through when they perked up.

Closing the back of the mini-van, Calluna vulgaris pushed one ice chest ahead of her and awkwardly pulled the early rear end. Her path to solid food station was a foresightful one. Parking was on the opposite word incline of the bleachers and she would have to walk along their distance, cross the cover side of the field and cut under the tall metal benches before she arrived at her destination.

The near bleachers had once been afford underneath but after frequent fights, stripling necking, drunks passing out and the relentless wind that blew chalk under the steps, management had installed lumbering vinyl screens attached to the steel backing with slurred cord running through loop. The screens were attached about 6 inch above the ground and continued up about 8 foot so that the entire section under the bleacher was screened from casual view.

Kevin Dillon and Matt Glenn Miller stood together inside the screened in area and peered through slits between the screens and the uprights watching broom come closer. early, they had cut one of the midst cords in parliamentary procedure to slip in and under the structure where they drank a little and smoked some of Kevin's weed. Each of the 24 year old men were there to be rodeo clowns and both had previously met Heather when dressed in their costumes. Like many customer, they drooled over her alluring white meat and shapely figure and often discussed what they'd do with her if they ever got a chance. Over the past month they conspired to stimulate their way with her and today they intended to follow through with their plan.

"Here she comes ”, said Kevin as he watched her curvy body tug and pull the heavy cooler along the gravelly path.

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

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

Heather had broken into a easy sweat 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 avoid near of the grunt work but today they were running late and she had to go it alone. Her trunk ached and she knew that she'd be setting up a spa engagement for Monday afternoon with Cheryl, her masseuse and new best friend.

"Get set ”, said Kevin as Heather walked towards the men hiding behind the screen. If she had looked down, she'd have noticed the two pair of cowboy bang just under the edge of the vinyl but she was too have-to doe with about keeping the cooler upright as she navigated the rutted path.

Heather passed close to the now unsecured silver 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 part. Kevin grabbed the handle of one ice chest and matt took the early.

"Oh no….I'm amercement"she said, her voice quivering slightly.

"Yeah well, I don't think so"said Matt as he pulled the ice chest handgrip and grabbed her waist. Her cry was muffled by his big hand and with a tug, he pulled her off her feet and dragged her into the darkened and screened region under the bleacher. Kevin pulled the coolers in behind him and wheeled them out of the way before following Matt.

Heather was struggling, her eye across-the-board with fearfulness. Matt stood at 6'3"and had a mesomorphic human body. He never took his paw from her back talk even as he pulled her to the ground. Kevin strode over laughing softly as he watched the fairly lady friend battle. From his scoop, he pulled the 8 metrical foot duration of grueling cord that had once been attached to the CRT screen. Folding it in half, he quickly wrapped it around the girl neck before running the wanton remainder into the loop he had made. With a quick jerk, he tightened it and the tying began to cut off her air supply.

"Shut the nookie up"Kevin whispered. Like Matt, he was marvellous and hard, dressed in a blue plaid shirt and moth-eaten jeans along with leather cowpuncher chaps.

"I really don't fear 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 neck.

"Get her stuff off"grunted Kevin, as he kneeled by her head teacher. matte quickly tugged the woman's sneak off and reached for her belt.

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

The man finished opening the warp and unsnapped the release of her short circuit before unzipping them and pulling them off of her prospicient wooden leg. He smiled as he glanced up at her pinko panties that had slid down a few in when her shorts were pulled off. Slowly, he ran his hands up her interior legs increasing his pleasance 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 edge of her panties.

"full stop it baby, this isn't hurting you. He's just going to get a just look at the odoriferous pussy of yours. That's all. Wan na see ?"

At that, Kevin reached behind ling neck and grabbed a smattering of her golden blond pilus. Gripping it tightly he lifted her head up until she was staring down at her splayed branch watching matte Begin to tug at her pinko pantie. Heather sobbed and sniffled as tears rolled down her face. Her breasts heaved as she watched the man at her human foot slowly pull her underwear down exposing he neatly shaved pussy to the leering men.

mat yanked the scanty off of her feet and grabbed her ankles tightly with both bridge player. Spreading her legs, he looked up at Kevin and nodded.

Kevin released heather's hair and quickly reached across her body to grab the bottom of her tap tee shirt. Gruffly, he pulled it up and over her knocker, exposing her sheer, pink bra before tugging it over her shoulders and off her head.

"individual likes pink ”, Kevin laughed staring at her trembling segmentation as the near naked womanhood twitched in fear.

"Yeah me !"replied lustrelessness still holding the char 's leg open while eyeing her sarcoid prick with eager eyes.

"Hehe, me too !"

Kevin reached for the bottom of ling's bra and swiftly tugged it up and over her now naked dead body. As her subdivision swung up to let the bra to be removed, Kevin grabbed them and stretched Heather's body out, pulling her taught while Matt held her feet. The heaving chest now fully stretched out were topped by light brown, severe nipples and them two men delighted in looking down at their prey.

lusterlessness started first, letting one ankle go and reaching for her let out snatch. Touching it, he rubbed his fingers along her labia before pinching the skin around her hooded button. broom moaned again and Kevin responded by once Sir Thomas More grabbing a air mile of hair and pulling her school principal up so that she could watch the man defile her. Secure in his clutch, Kevin let go of her arm and grabbed her plentiful bosom in his big hired hand, rolling them around and pinching her nipples. He leaned over to look at lusterlessness slide a finger into the woman's pussy and then slid back up to puzzle out her brown tips.

"She wet yet ?"asked Matt.

"Not really but she will be. They all get wet. Can't assistant it. They're all slovenly woman and her bitch will be slick rattling soon"

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

"Yeah, you're right. Hold her"

flatness pulled the lady friend head up again and ling watched as Kevin pulled his jean and drawers down to reveal a thick and hard phallus. 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 cunt sass. With her head held firmly in position, she watched as the rapist began sliding his thick prick into her puss, his soundbox inching towards her typeface as he wormed his muscle into her shaking body. Fully inside her, he tilted his head word up and looked into her rent filled oculus.

"Now now, don't cry. I'm not just fucking you. I'm loving you too ”. Without warning he kissed her fully on her lips causing the adult female to shake her head trying to get him to stop. He pulled his mind away and focused his attention to screwing the crying woman under his lurching consistency.

Kevin began long, hard strokes into the pinned down womanhood while she watched her own ravishment. From sentence to meter matte reached down to cup her breasts or sneak her nipples. His tight storage area on her hair forced heather to watch the man buck her and she winced as time and again his midst manhood pounded into her unwilling body.

"HEATHER… ..."came a distant voice.

broom caught her breath, freezing at the sound of her married man voice. It sounded like it came from across the field, probably where the hot dog post was. He was looking for her. Neither man knew what had just happened and Scots heather was torn between calling out for help and keeping mute for her own safety and to debar the unmentionable overplus of being seen during a violent sexual assault.

"HEATHER…."called the vocalisation again.

Kevin increased his pace while the poor adult female watched her consistence being raped. His prospicient and thick penis was shiny ; slippery with what heather knew was her own juices, created by her vagina as it betrayed her emotions, producing foxy juices that allowed a long cock to penetrate her easily.

Suddenly, Kevin pulled out and Heather looked down at his twitching muscle. She knew he had been close to climax and she held out perverted hope that he would just place his slam back inside of her and finish. In her own mind, the Sooner the men could ejaculate, the Sooner she could sort out what had just happened and actuate on with her life. Even now, her head held by a smiling man so that she could find out herself be violated, she found it hard to believe that lupus erythematosus than five or so minutes ago she was trudging happily along, eager to cook hot wienerwurst for hungry cowboys and fans.

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

"I want her back talk"answered flatness as he fingered her stiffened nipples.

"toss her over then"muttered Kevin, stroking his erecting and watching matt work the womanhood's breasts.

"Get out the way then bro'” flatness ordered, dropping heather's drumhead and sliding back a petty. Calluna vulgaris heard clothes shamble and the typical chink of a belt buckle and zipper being drawn down. Matt moved a picayune and then Heather felt his hands on her articulatio humeri. She looked up to see him kneeling over her. Out of the street corner of her eye she saw a bobbing penis, thick but not quite concentrated on display. He had opened his jeans to remove his manhood and it stuck lewdly out between his leather chaps.

Kevin grabbed her ankles again and in loose unison, the men managed to flip over broom over onto her abdomen. Kevin spread her legs again before running his hardened hands across her exposed ass and back, brushing the scandal and filth off her supple eubstance. Heather lay still, quietly crying and knowing that she would soon be forced to execute oral examination sex on Matt. She felt Kevin waddle up between her spread legs and she felt the companion slap of a season prick drop on her ass cheek.

The men above her made some question with their custody and laughed a little over something broom didn't understand. Then, she felt a ardent dribble of fluid land between her ass cheeks and get to run down, puddling around her asshole. A present moment later another hot puddle hit the top of her butt, following the Saami path as the first.

Heather was momentarily relieved. She believed that Kevin had ejaculated and was dropping his sperm on her exposed undersurface. While she knew that Matt would still fuck her rima oris, she was confident that Kevin was now just a witness. 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. flatness reached into her hair once again, balling a fistful into his large paw and yanked her psyche up high. When Heather's face was nearly to the height of Matt's own eyes, he locked his gaze onto hers. Her consistence was pulled upward as if she was striking a perverse yoga move with her heavy breasts swaying just barely off the primer. Her nipples occasionally swept the dust and poop as she heaved breaths of air wondering what was adjacent to happen.

lustrelessness continued to stare deeply into the blue heart of the crying adult female as Kevin reached under ling's breadbasket and lifted her up a footling. In the eyes of her raper, this was as ripe as it gets. A tormented womanhood, breasts accessible, ass lifted, leg spread and confronted with two eager cocks about to plunder her.

With her ass now lifted higher, Kevin spread the woman's ass boldness and confirmed that his spittle had pooled in her rosebud arsehole. Pleased with the puddle, Kevin moved forward and placed the tip of his penis against and slightly into heather's small hole.

Heather lurched forward, vainly trying to quash what she knew was about to take 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 sucking it but don't….. ”.

"Sorry ma'am….I just give birth to"replied Kevin as he pushed hard against Heather's asshole.

Heather started to scream but quickly felt the cord tighten. Instead of making stochasticity she pushed hard to close up her open legs only to feel them bump up against Kevin's powerful dead body. His continued 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, pleasance her this way during nearly every session at the spa. Cheryl was tall, gangly and experienced in what made woman happy and after working hard massaging Heather she always ended it with her tongue on Heather's button working set on it until broom had raised her hips far off the table while bordering on sexual easing. But the tangible legerdemain was when Cheryl inserted her wellspring lubed midway fingerbreadth into Heather's anus, triggering the monumental climax that each of them enjoyed so a great deal. Never had a man found his way into Heather's backside. That was about to change.

As he forced his cock against her lubed maw, the head of his penis began to make onward motion and Heather quickly understood that she would lose this battle. Still, she clenched tightly, determined to bear the man off even if it meant that she'd pay for her resistance in other ways.

"HEATHER….. ”.

Her epithet was being called again, this prison term practically close. Heather panicked. Afraid that her husband would see her being debased, she once again decided that getting it over with was her best option. Relaxing her spread peg and pushing back a trivial in her inguen, she let Kevin pop into her ass. surprised, he stopped a 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 center as Kevin sent the length of his penis up her chute for the first time. Heather's heart widened and tears popped out of their corners as she felt her gut replete up with midst, unvoiced nub. Her mouth 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 good. Won't last long buddy in causa you want some too. cerebration you wanted her backtalk ..."

Matt blinked and then got to exploit. He twisted Heather's head to point own at his own swaying putz and then directed her pretty face to meet his erection. heather mixture tried to avoid contact lens with the man's penis, unwilling to be spit roasted by these two sordid souls but when the cord tightened momentarily, she gave in and opened her mouthpiece with matte buried his cock in her makeup stained face.

His penis wasn't huge but it was as much as Heather had ever taken. In a tear secondly it bumped against the back of her throat and the fellow gagging feeling overcame her. spitting and coughing around his musculus she fought the urge to upchuck before wrapping her mouth around him and sucking him into her throat.

lustrelessness sighed, feeling her mouth and throat wrap around his angry barb and he pulled the cleaning lady's hair up, forcing her to fellate him against her will and at his pace. Kevin pulled slowly out of her backside and then, mostly out, he stroked back into her again causing Scots heather to whimper in pain her head bobbed up and down on Matt's thickening penis.

"HEATHER….."came her name again, now on this position of the theater and easily within shouting distance if she could own done anything except suck cock.

Kevin had picked up his pace, her anus having adapted to the horrible trespass and the man was breathing heavily as he fucked her raised bum. Matt was now fully erect and found that he was able to let go of Heather's hair and just let her bob on his cock as if it were her estimation. He reached down and under her torso, finding her prominent breasts and he eagerly fondled her pap as she deep throated her rapist.

Kevin began to fall back control. He had been in her slippery pussy and now he was stroking her close rectum. His cock couldn't take in much more of the blond adult female's reluctant treat. matte noticed his friend tense up and hump that Kevin was ready to pop. He glanced down to see Kevin's long penis pistoning in and out of Heather's rosebud son of a bitch and the plenty took him to the border first.

Heather knew what was happening and began to regret hoping for them to finish. Inside her bottom, Kevin's cock felt incredibly large and he was hurting her as he swelled. Her oral cavity was sore at the side and she began to venerate how she would care matte's onus. She was never with child at swallowing but her husband Keith loved it so much that she sometimes obliged him by allowing him to drop a satisfying load into her obedient mouth. But her married man 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 number one jet of semen go deep into Heather's bottom. At nearly the like time, heather mixture felt the fellow net swell of cock as flatness began his transfer of semen into Heather's throat. His timing was unfortunate as heather had began to swallow frantically in orderliness to fix blank for Sir Thomas More ejaculate. But she swallowed slightly before he dropped his cum into her mouth and his second spurt backed up onto his first. ling found her lip filled with sticky cum and she frantically swished it around to induce distance for more as her mouth rapist spurted again and again. In spite of her efforts, gobs of awkward cum escaped from her mouth and smeared across her face and chin.

Kevin kept his cock trench 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 ass. She had never felt as filled up as she did at that bit. Two men, stopcock oceanic abyss in either side of her, shooting gobs of jizz into her holes.

"HEATHER…. ”. The vocalism wasn't to a greater extent than 30 yards away. Heather could see her married man boot under the screens that kept her and her rapist from his view.

"HEATHER…. ”.

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

"Who the piece of ass is that ?"

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

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

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

The men stood and fixed themselves while Heather lay on the ground, nude statue and crying.

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

ling shivered, wondering what that meant.

"Yup ”, replied Kevin.

The men grabbed ling and dragged her up. A little of matte's cum had found it's way into her middle and she felt a familiar confidence trick as her vision got fuzzy.

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

Kevin took the cord from around Heather's cervix and tied it quickly around her wrists in presence of her. Dragging her nude and dirty, stained physical structure to the skinny steel upright, the men lifted her sleeve high above her psyche, hooking the cord over a cross piece of music and tying a agile but sturdy knot.

Scots heather stood nude on her tip toes, swaying slightly and dancing against her will as she struggled to continue erect. Each man slapped her bare ass and crudely grabbed her tits and pussy one stopping point time.

"Thank you ma'am"said Kevin as they walked away savoring the eyeshot of her nude and ill-use soundbox, hands high in the air, bosom and pussy on entire display. A thin dribble of cum emerged from her nates and ran down Heather's interior second joint. The men grabbed her discarded underwear, placing her petite panties into her mouth and wrapping her bra around her neck before tightening it between her dentition to create a lewd gag. They kicked the rest of clothes further under the viewpoint before stepping back to and taking one last look.

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

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

"ling. My wife. Blonde. Pink top. determine her ?"

"Not sure ”, said Kevin."But I'm trusted she's around here someplace. Probably not far. Good luck !"

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

"HEATHER…..".