Heather !

Keith Johnson pushed the two bicycler filled with bins of supplies across the poop parking lot towards the distant set of b and stables. He was unquiet to get set up before too many reaching for today's rodeo, and as a stable hand, he needed to be gear up when the passenger showed up.

Behind him, his married woman Heather was gathering her own supplies, arranging food in her coolers so that she could wheel them to the opposite English underneath the metal bleacher where her hot dog stand was located. She and her husband worked every rodeo they could and the spare income helped in raising their two immature girl.

Heather was feeling undecomposed. The day was hot but the skies were clear and she expected a big crowd. Anticipating the heat, the 37 year old blond had dressed lightly wearing a plastered pinko tee shirt with a scooped neck pedigree above short shorts. Since the food booths were located under the far bleachers, she didn't have to worry about baking in the sun, she only had to stick around cool as best she could.

Her turnout was new. heather had finally regained her figure after working hard to lose the excess weight she had put on during her two pregnancies. Now, she had a tight waistline and she was pleased that her breasts had stayed plump and firm. She worked out three clock time a week, focusing mostly on her bottom and her legs and the answer were plain to see. She knew that many of her male customers bought their food from her not because of her cookery, but because they liked to stare and she loved being the heart and soul of their attention. There weren't many habitue at the effect that hadn't paid more than a little attending to her ample bosom and she chose her brassiere carefully so that just a piffling, but not too practically, nipple showed through when they perked up.

shutdown the back of the mini-van, heather mixture pushed one cooler ahead of her and awkwardly pulled the other behind. Her itinerary to food station was a long one. Parking was on the opponent side of the bleacher and she would have to walk along their distance, cross the indorse side of meat of the discipline and cut under the tall metallic element judiciary before she arrived at her destination.

The penny-pinching bleacher had once been heart-to-heart underneath but after frequent fights, stripling necking, wino passing out and the relentless wind that blew methamphetamine under the step, direction had installed heavy vinyl screens attached to the steel livelihood with thick cord running through loop. The screens were attached about 6 inches above the reason and continued up about 8 feet so that the entire discussion section under the bleachers was screened from casual view.

Kevin Dillon and Matt Miller stood together inside the screened in area and peered through puss between the CRT screen and the upright piano watching Heather come closer. originally, they had cut one of the thick cords in rules of order to slip in and under the social organization where they drank a footling and smoked some of Kevin's Mary Jane. Each of the 24 twelvemonth 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 tempting titty 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 have 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 rough path.

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

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

Heather had broken into a light sudor as she walked along the way. She hated parking so far away and she really wanted her husband to set her up first so that she could avoid to the highest degree of the grunt body of work but today they were running late and she had to go it alone. Her organic structure ached and she knew that she'd be setting up a spa appointment for Monday afternoon with Cheryl, her masseuse and new best friend.

"Get ready ”, 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 boots just under the edge of the vinyl group but she was too concerned about keeping the cooler upright as she navigated the rutted path.

heather passed close to the now unlatched screen and the two men stepped out behind her. Kevin took the lead.

"Hey, I can assist with that ”, he said. ling spun around surprised by the voice. Kevin grabbed the hold of one cooler and flatness took the former.

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

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

Calluna vulgaris was struggling, her eyes wide with fearfulness. lusterlessness stood at 6'3"and had a brawny physique. He never took his mitt from her oral cavity even as he pulled her to the primer coat. Kevin strode over laughing softly as he watched the jolly girl battle. From his pouch, he pulled the 8 metrical foot length of sullen cord that had once been attached to the screen. Folding it in half, he quickly wrapped it around the girls cervix before running the loose remnant into the iteration he had made. With a quick jerk, he tightened it and the ligature began to cut off her air supply.

"Shut the shtup up"Kevin whispered. Like Matt, he was tall and inviolable, dressed in a blue plaid shirt and stale dungaree along with leather cowman chaps.

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

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

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

"Nooo…."moaned heather as she felt her belt being unbuckled. The cord tightened and she stopped, her dresser heaving as she began to panic.

The man finished opening the warp and unsnapped the button of her shorts before unzipping them and pulling them off of her long wooden leg. He smiled as he glanced up at her pink panties that had slid down a few column inch when her shorts were pulled off. Slowly, he ran his hands up her inside legs increasing his delight as he moved closer to her crotch.

"Nnnnnnnnno….please…"Heather whispered.

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

"Stop it baby, this isn't hurting you. He's just going to get a thoroughly look at the sweet-flavored slit of yours. That's all. Wan na see ?"

At that, Kevin reached behind heather mixture neck opening and grabbed a handful of her halcyon blonde hair. Gripping it tightly he lifted her header up until she was staring down at her luxate peg watching lustrelessness begin to tug at her pink panties. Heather sobbed and sniffled as tears rolled down her face. Her titty heaved as she watched the man at her feet slowly pull her underclothing down exposing he neatly shaved pussy to the leering men.

Matt yanked the panties off of her feet and grabbed her mortise joint tightly with both hands. Spreading her leg, he looked up at Kevin and nodded.

Kevin released Scots heather's hair's-breadth and quickly reached across her body to snaffle the posterior of her pinkish tee shirt. Gruffly, he pulled it up and over her white meat, exposing her sheer, pink bra before tugging it over her shoulder joint and off her head.

"Someone likes pink ”, Kevin laughed staring at her trembling cleavage as the near defenseless woman twitched in veneration.

"Yeah me !"replied Matt still holding the cleaning lady 's legs open while eyeing her fleshy dent with eager eyes.

"Hehe, me too !"

Kevin reached for the bottom of Heather's bra and swiftly tugged it up and over her now nude sculpture soundbox. As her arms swung up to allow for the bra to be removed, Kevin grabbed them and stretched Heather's body out, pulling her taught while Matt held her metrical foot. The heaving breasts now fully stretched out were topped by light Brown University, punishing nipples and them two men delighted in looking down at their prey.

mat started first, letting one ankle go and reaching for her display pussy. Touching it, he rubbed his finger along her labia before pinching the tegument around her hooded button. Heather moaned again and Kevin responded by once more grabbing a grayback of whisker and pulling her nous up so that she could watch the man defile her. Secure in his appreciation, Kevin let go of her arm and grabbed her ample tit in his big workforce, rolling them around and pinching her nipples. He leaned over to attend at matt slide a digit into the woman's pussy and then slid back up to lick her embrown 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 slick literal soon"

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

"Yeah, you're right. harbor her"

matt pulled the missy head up again and Heather watched as Kevin pulled his denim and underdrawers down to reveal a midst and hard phallus. She moaned a piffling and cried a lot as the man settled back down between her leg and leaned forward putting the tip of his member against her pussy rim. With her head held firmly in place, she watched as the rapist began sliding his midst prick into her bitch, his body inching towards her face as he wormed his muscle into her shaking torso. Fully inside her, he tilted his fountainhead up and looked into her teardrop filled eyes.

"Now now, don't cry. I'm not just fucking you. I'm loving you too ”. Without warning he kissed her fully on her lip causing the woman to agitate her head trying to get him to arrest. He pulled his straits away and focused his attention to screwing the crying cleaning lady under his lurching dead body.

Kevin began long, arduous throw into the pinned down charwoman while she watched her own ravishment. From time to sentence Matt reached down to cup her breasts or pinch her pap. His rigorous hold on her whisker forced Heather to keep an eye on the man buck her and she winced as meter and again his midst manhood pounded into her unwilling organic structure.

"HEATHER… ..."came a removed voice.

ling caught her intimation, freezing at the sound of her husbands articulation. 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 silent for her own rubber and to avoid the unmentionable plethora of being seen during a trigger-happy sexual assault.

"HEATHER…."called the vocalisation again.

Kevin increased his pace while the poor charwoman watched her eubstance being raped. His long and thick penis was sheeny ; slippery with what Heather knew was her own succus, created by her vagina as it betrayed her emotions, producing slick succus that allowed a long turncock to get through her easily.

Suddenly, Kevin pulled out and broom looked down at his twitching muscleman. She knew he had been close to flood tide and she held out obstinate hope that he would just direct his shaft back inside of her and end. In her own thinker, the sooner the men could ejaculate, the Sooner she could assort out what had just happened and make a motion on with her life-time. Even now, her pass held by a grinning man so that she could watch herself be violated, she found it hard to believe that less than five or so minutes ago she was trudging happily along, eagre to cook hot dogs for thirsty cowman and fans.

"Jesus of Nazareth she's just now"said Kevin."You want some ? ”.

"I want her mouth"answered mat as he fingered her stiffened nipples.

"somersaulting her over then"muttered Kevin, stroking his erecting and watching Matt work the woman's breasts.

"Get out the way then bro'” matt ordered, dropping Heather's headway and sliding back a lilliputian. Heather heard wearing apparel shamble and the distinctive clink of a belt buckle and zipper being drawn down. Matt moved a little and then Heather felt his hired man on her shoulders. She looked up to see him kneeling over her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a bobbing member, midst but not quite hard on presentation. He had opened his jeans to remove his manhood and it stuck lewdly out between his leather chaps.

Kevin grabbed her mortise joint again and in loose unison, the men managed to flick heather mixture over onto her tummy. Kevin spread her ramification again before running his inured hands across her exposed ass and back, brushing the turd and filth off her supple body. Heather lay still, quietly crying and knowing that she would soon be forced to execute unwritten sex on Matt. She felt Kevin waddle up between her spread branch and she felt the familiar smacking of a hardened cock up free fall on her ass cheek.

The men above her made some motions with their hands and laughed a little over something Calluna vulgaris didn't understand. Then, she felt a warm dribble of fluid land between her ass cheeks and start to run down, puddling around her asshole. A present moment later another hot puddle hit the top of her buns, following the same way as the first.

Heather was momentarily relieved. She believed that Kevin had ejaculated and was dropping his sperm cell on her unwrap bottom. While she knew that lustrelessness would still fuck her mouth, she was confident that Kevin was now just a watcher. Not that she hadn't heard of men who could cum and still hump, it was just that she had never met one. Or even had one of her lady friend talk about their man with wondrous staying power.

"OK"she heard Kevin say. matt reached into her fuzz once again, balling a fistful into his large handwriting and yanked her head teacher up high. When Calluna vulgaris's font was nearly to the altitude of mat's own center, he locked his regard onto hers. Her eubstance was pulled upward as if she was striking a perverse yoga movement with her sullen bosom swaying just barely off the solid ground. Her nipples occasionally swept the detritus and dirt as she heaved intimation of air wondering what was next to happen.

matt continued to stare deeply into the down middle of the crying woman as Kevin reached under Scots heather's stomach and lifted her up a lilliputian. In the eyes of her rapists, this was as good as it gets. A tormented charwoman, breasts accessible, ass lifted, leg spread and confronted with two aegir cocks about to breach her.

With her ass now lifted higher, Kevin spread the cleaning woman's ass nerve and confirmed that his saliva had pooled in her rosebud motherfucker. Pleased with the puddle, Kevin moved forward and placed the tip of his phallus against and slightly into Heather's small hole.

Scots heather lurched forward, vainly trying to nullify what she knew was about to take station.

"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 stimulate to"respond Kevin as he pushed hard against broom's asshole.

Scots heather started to scream but quickly felt the cord tighten. Instead of making stochasticity she pushed hard to fill up her open legs only to find them encounter up against Kevin's muscular organic structure. His persist in pressure frightened her and she started to panic. She had never let a man into her ass and her deepest arcanum was letting her masseuse, Cheryl, pleasure her this way during nearly every academic term at the spa. Cheryl was tall, lanky and experienced in what made women well-chosen and after working hard massaging heather mixture she always ended it with her tongue on Heather's clit working circles on it until Heather had raised her hips far off the table while bordering on sexual rilievo. But the real magic was when Cheryl inserted her well lubed middle finger's breadth into Scots heather's anus, triggering the monolithic climax that each of them enjoyed so much. Never had a man found his way into Heather's backside. That was about to change.

As he forced his cock against her lube yap, the head of his member began to make forward motion and Heather quickly understood that she would lose this struggle. Still, she clenched tightly, determined to hold the man off even if it meant that she'd pay for her resistance in other ways.

"HEATHER….. ”.

Her name was being called again, this fourth dimension much close. ling panicked. Afraid that her husband would see her being debased, she once again decided that getting it over with was her best alternative. Relaxing her spread legs and pushing back a picayune in her groin, 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 remainder of his cock into her rectum. Matt stared into her eyes as Kevin sent the distance of his penis up her parachute for the first sentence. Heather's eyes widened and tears popped out of their corners as she felt her gut meet up with thick, hard meat. Her mouth opened to cry out but she held off even as Kevin bumped up against her fundament, his member now fully in the cleaning woman's ass.

"God, that's expert. Won't last long pal in case you want some too. Thought you wanted her mouth ..."

Matt blinked and then got to work. He twisted Heather's promontory to point own at his own swaying cock 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 individual but when the cord tightened momentarily, she gave in and opened her sassing with matte buried his cock in her makeup stained face.

His penis wasn't huge but it was as much as broom had ever taken. In a stock split second it bumped against the back of her throat and the familiar gagging feeling overcame her. Spitting and coughing around his muscleman she fought the itch to retch before wrapping her lips around him and sucking him into her throat.

lustrelessness sighed, feeling her mouth and throat wrap around his angry light beam and he pulled the woman's pilus up, forcing her to fellate him against her will and at his footstep. Kevin pulled slowly out of her backside and then, mostly out, he stroked back into her again causing Calluna vulgaris to wail in painfulness her mind bobbed up and down on flatness's thickening penis.

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

Kevin had picked up his pace, her anus having adapted to the horrible intrusion and the man was breathing heavily as he fucked her raised bum. lusterlessness was now fully erect and found that he was able to let go of Scots 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 large breasts and he eagerly fondled her nipples as she deep throated her rapist.

Kevin began to miss control. He had been in her slippery cunt and now he was stroking her close rectum. His cock couldn't look at much more of the blond woman's reluctant kickshaw. Matt noticed his friend tense up and love that Kevin was ready to pop. He glanced down to see Kevin's long penis pistoning in and out of Calluna vulgaris's rosebud bastard and the vision took him to the boundary first.

ling knew what was happening and began to regret hoping for them to polish off. Inside her bottom, Kevin's rooster felt incredibly large and he was hurting her as he swelled. Her mouth was sore at the sides and she began to fear how she would plow lusterlessness's onus. She was never majuscule at swallowing but her husband Keith loved it so much that she sometimes obliged him by allowing him to drop a satisfy onus into her obedient mouth. But her husband hadn't raped her and the two men above her were strangers and one of them was about to ejaculate into her ass.

Kevin moaned deeply and let his first spurt of semen go deep into broom's bottom. At nearly the same time, heather mixture felt the familiar final swell of dick as Matt began his transportation of semen into Heather's throat. His timing was unfortunate as Heather had began to immerse frantically in order of magnitude to make space for more come. But she swallowed slightly before he dropped his cum into her sassing and his arcsecond spurt backed up onto his first. Heather found her mouth filled with gluey cum and she frantically swished it around to make space for more as her mouth rapist spurted again and again. In spite of her efforts, Jack-tar of sticky seminal fluid escaped from her oral fissure and smeared across her cheek and chin.

Kevin kept his cock trench in broom'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 rear end. She had never felt as filled up as she did at that here and now. Two men, cock deep in either side of her, shooting gobs of jizz into her holes.

"HEATHER…. ”. The articulation wasn't more than 30 thou away. broom could see her husband flush under the screen that kept her and her rapists from his view.

"HEATHER…. ”.

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

"Who the fucking is that ?"

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

He spurted twice more and Heather swallowed promptly having now timed her sucking and swallowing with his spurts. A secondly later, he pulled her hair back up and his still pulsing cock 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 footing, nude and crying.

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

Calluna vulgaris shivered, wondering what that meant.

"Yup ”, replied Kevin.

The men grabbed Heather and dragged her up. A short of lusterlessness's cum had found it's way into her eyes and she felt a familiar spirit flimflam as her vision got fuzzy.

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

Kevin took the cord from around Heather's neck and tied it quickly around her articulatio radiocarpea in front of her. Dragging her nude and dirty, stained body to the approximate brand upright piano, the men lifted her weapon high above her head, hooking the electric cord over a crossing part and tying a prompt but stout knot.

Heather stood nude on her tip toes, swaying slightly and dancing against her will as she struggled to continue upright. 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 person and abused trunk, hands senior high school in the air, breasts and pussy on full showing. A thin dribble of semen emerged from her nates and ran down Heather's internal second joint. The men grabbed her discarded underwear, placing her tiny scanty into her mouth and wrapping her bra around her neck before tightening it between her teeth to create a lustful gag. They kicked the ease of clothes further under the stand before stepping back to and taking one finis look.

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

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

"Heather. My wife. blonde. garden pink top. realize her ?"

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

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

"HEATHER…..".