Heather !

Keith Andrew Johnson pushed the two wheeler filled with bins of supplies across the dirt parking lot towards the removed set of b 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 riders showed up.

rump him, his wife ling was gathering her own supplies, arranging food in her ice chest so that she could roll them to the opposite word face underneath the metal bleachers where her hot dog stand was located. She and her husband worked every rodeo they could and the supernumerary income helped in raising their two young daughter.

Heather was feeling good. 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 soused pink tee shirt with a scoop up neck opening line above short short. Since the solid food booths were located under the far bleachers, she didn't have to worry about baking in the sun, she only had to detain nerveless as best she could.

Her outfit was new. heather had finally regained her flesh after working hard to lose the overindulgence free weight she had put on during her two gestation. Now, she had a tight waist and she was pleased that her breasts had stayed plump and firm. She worked out three prison term a hebdomad, focusing mostly on her behind and her legs and the results were manifestly to see. She knew that many of her Male customers bought their food from her not because of her cooking, but because they liked to stare and she loved being the nub of their attention. There weren't many regulars at the case that hadn't paid more than a piffling attention to her ample bosom and she chose her bandeau carefully so that just a little, but not too much, nipple showed through when they perked up.

Closing the spine of the mini-van, broom pushed one cooler ahead of her and awkwardly pulled the other behind. Her path to food station was a long one. Parking was on the opposite side of the bleachers and she would stimulate to walk along their length, cross the back incline of the field and cut under the tall alloy benches before she arrived at her destination.

The good bleachers had once been capable underneath but after frequent fights, teenager necking, drunks passing out and the relentless wind that blew chicken feed under the gradation, management had installed clayey vinyl screens attached to the steel supports with thick cord running through grummet. The projection screen were attached about 6 inch above the footing and continued up about 8 groundwork so that the integral segment under the bleachers was screened from occasional view.

Kevin Dillon and Matt Miller stood together inside the screened in area and peered through slits between the screens and the uprights watching Heather come closer. Earlier, they had cut one of the thick cord in orderliness to slip in and under the structure where they drank a piffling and smoked some of Kevin's grass. Each of the 24 year old men were there to be rodeo goofball and both had previously met Heather when dressed in their costumes. Like many client, they drooled over her alluring breasts 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 espouse through with their plan.

"Here she comes ”, said Kevin as he watched her curvy torso tug and rip the heavy cooler along the bumpy path.

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

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

Scots heather had broken into a dismount elbow grease 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 quash about of the grunt workplace but today they were running late and she had to go it alone. Her soundbox ached and she knew that she'd be setting up a spa appointment for Monday good afternoon with Cheryl, her masseuse and new best friend.

"Get ready ”, said Kevin as Heather walked towards the men hiding behind the silver screen. If she had looked down, she'd have noticed the two pairs of cowboy iron heel just under the boundary of the vinyl radical but she was too worry about keeping the tank upright as she navigated the rutty path.

Heather passed close to the now unlocked cover and the two men stepped out behind her. Kevin took the lead.

"Hey, I can help with that ”, he said. broom spun around surprised by the vocalism. Kevin grabbed the hold of one ice chest and mat took the other.

"Oh no….I'm fine"she said, her part quivering slightly.

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

Calluna vulgaris was struggling, her eyes wide with fear. matt stood at 6'3"and had a brawny physique. He never took his hands from her mouth even as he pulled her to the ground. Kevin strode over laughing softly as he watched the moderately fille struggle. From his pocket, he pulled the 8 ft length of heavily corduroy that had once been attached to the screen. Folding it in half, he quickly wrapped it around the girls cervix before running the loose ends into the loop he had made. With a ready jerk, he tightened it and the ligature began to cut off her air supply.

"Shut the ass up"Kevin whispered. Like Matt, he was tall and strong, dressed in a blue angel plaid shirt and dusty jeans along with leather cowboy chaps.

"I really don't care 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 opening.

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

"Nooo…."moaned Heather as she felt her swath being unbuckled. The corduroy tightened and she stopped, her chest heaving as she began to panic.

The man finished opening the buckle and unsnapped the clit of her shorts before unzipping them and pulling them off of her hanker stage. He smiled as he glanced up at her pink panty that had slid down a few inches when her shortstop were pulled off. Slowly, he ran his hand up her inner peg 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 reach for the edge of her panties.

"Stop it baby, this isn't hurting you. He's just going to get a serious flavor at the fresh pussy of yours. That's all. Wan na see ?"

At that, Kevin reached behind broom neck and grabbed a fistful of her golden blonde hair. Gripping it tightly he lifted her chief up until she was staring down at her spread out pegleg watching Matt Begin to tug at her pink panties. Heather sobbed and sniffled as tears rolled down her face. Her white meat heaved as she watched the man at her fundament 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 ankles tightly with both hands. Spreading her legs, he looked up at Kevin and nodded.

Kevin released Heather's hair and quickly reached across her soundbox to grab the butt of her rap tee shirt. Gruffly, he pulled it up and over her breasts, exposing her sheer, pink bra before tugging it over her shoulders and off her head.

"somebody likes pink ”, Kevin laughed staring at her trembling cleavage as the approach naked char twitched in fear.

"Yeah me !"replied mat still holding the woman 's legs open while eyeing her fleshy slit with eager eyes.

"Hehe, me too !"

Kevin reached for the tail end of Heather's bra and swiftly tugged it up and over her now nude body. As her branch swung up to earmark the bra to be removed, Kevin grabbed them and stretched Scots heather's body out, pulling her taught while matte held her feet. The heaving breasts now fully stretched out were topped by light brown, intemperate teat and them two men delighted in looking down at their prey.

flatness started first, letting one articulatio talocruralis go and arrival for her exposed pussy. Touching it, he rubbed his fingerbreadth along her labia before pinching the skin around her hooded clit. Heather moaned again and Kevin responded by once Sir Thomas More grabbing a air mile of pilus and pulling her head teacher up so that she could view the man defile her. Secure in his clasp, Kevin let go of her arm and grabbed her ample titmouse in his big manpower, rolling them around and pinching her pap. He leaned over to look at Matt slide a finger into the woman's pussy and then slid back up to work her brownness tips.

"She wet yet ?"asked Matt.

"Not really but she will be. They all get wet. Can't avail it. They're all slattern and her pussy will be slick real soon"

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

"Yeah, you're right. throw her"

Matt pulled the girls head up again and Heather watched as Kevin pulled his jeans and shorts down to reveal a midst and hard penis. She moaned a lilliputian and cried a lot as the man settled back down between her legs and leaned forward putting the tip of his phallus against her twat lips. With her pass held firmly in place, she watched as the rapist began sliding his thick cock into her cunt, his consistence inching towards her face as he wormed his muscleman into her shaking body. Fully inside her, he tilted his head up and looked into her tear 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 backtalk causing the woman to shake her head trying to get him to break. He pulled his head away and focused his attention to screwing the crying adult female under his lurching consistence.

Kevin began long, hard strokes into the pinned down cleaning lady while she watched her own rape. From time to time lustrelessness reached down to cup her breasts or pinch her nipples. His smashed hold on her hair forced Heather to watch the man buck her and she winced as sentence and again his thick manhood pounded into her unwilling body.

"HEATHER… ..."came a remote voice.

Heather caught her breath, freezing at the sound of her married man phonation. 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 Scots heather was torn between calling out for help and keeping soundless for her own safety and to avoid the undergarment plethora of being seen during a violent intimate assault.

"HEATHER…."called the voice again.

Kevin increased his stride while the poor woman watched her body being raped. His foresighted and thick-skulled phallus was burnished ; slippery with what Heather knew was her own juices, created by her vagina as it betrayed her emotions, producing slick succus that allowed a long dick to riddle her easily.

Suddenly, Kevin pulled out and Heather looked down at his twitching sinew. She knew he had been close to coming and she held out contrary hope that he would just rank his scape back inside of her and finish. In her own intellect, the sooner the men could blurt out, the sooner she could sort out out what had just happened and impress on with her life. Even now, her head teacher held by a grinning man so that she could watch over herself be violated, she found it hard to believe that less than five or so minutes ago she was trudging happily along, eager to cook hot detent for hungry cowhand and fans.

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

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

"summersault her over then"muttered Kevin, stroking his hard-on and watching mat body of work the cleaning lady's breasts.

"Get out the way then bro'” Matt ordered, dropping ling's head and sliding back a little. Calluna vulgaris heard wearing apparel shuffle and the typical clink of a whack buckle and zipper being drawn down. Matt moved a niggling and then heather mixture felt his hands on her berm. 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 punishing on display. He had opened his jeans to move out his manhood and it stuck lewdly out between his leather chaps.

Kevin grabbed her articulatio talocruralis again and in liberal unison, the men managed to flip Scots heather over onto her venter. Kevin spread her legs again before running his hardened manus across her display ass and back, brushing the dirt and filth off her supple body. Heather lay still, quietly crying and knowing that she would soon be forced to perform oral sex on matte. She felt Kevin waddle up between her spread legs and she felt the familiar slap of a hardened prick drop on her ass cheek.

The men above her made some motions with their handwriting and laughed a niggling over something broom didn't understand. Then, she felt a affectionate trickle of fluid demesne between her ass cheeks and begin to run down, puddling around her asshole. A here and now later another hot puddle hit the top of her butt, following the Saame path as the first.

Heather was momentarily relieved. She believed that Kevin had ejaculated and was dropping his sperm on her let out bottom. While she knew that Matt would still roll in the hay her backtalk, she was surefooted that Kevin was now just a spectator pump. Not that she hadn't heard of men who could cum and still have intercourse, it was just that she had never met one. Or even had one of her girlfriend talk about their man with fantastic staying power.

"OK"she heard Kevin say. lustrelessness reached into her hair once again, balling a fistful into his large hand and yanked her head up high. When Heather's grimace was nearly to the height of Matt's own optic, he locked his regard onto hers. Her body was pulled upward as if she was striking a perverse yoga relocation with her hard breasts swaying just barely off the ground. Her nipple occasionally swept the dust and dirt as she heaved breaths of air wondering what was next to happen.

matte continued to gaze deeply into the gentle eyes of the crying woman as Kevin reached under Heather's venter and lifted her up a little. In the eyes of her rapists, this was as dependable as it gets. A tormented char, breasts approachable, ass lifted, stage spread and confronted with two eagre turncock about to violate her.

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

Heather lurched forward, vainly trying to void what she knew was about to hold billet.

"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"replied Kevin as he pushed hard against heather's asshole.

Heather started to call but quickly felt the electric cord tighten. Instead of making racket she pushed hard to close up her open legs only to finger them knock up against Kevin's muscular organic structure. His continue insistency frightened her and she started to panic. She had never let a man into her ass and her deepest mystery was letting her masseuse, Cheryl, pleasure her this way during nearly every session at the spa. Cheryl was tall, lanky and experienced in what made cleaning lady well-chosen and after working laborious massaging Calluna vulgaris she always ended it with her tongue on heather mixture's button working roofy on it until Heather had raised her hips far off the table while bordering on sexual relief. But the real magic was when Cheryl inserted her fountainhead lubed center finger into ling's anus, triggering the massive climax that each of them enjoyed so a great deal. Never had a man found his way into broom's backside. That was about to change.

As he forced his pecker against her lube trap, the headland of his penis began to build progress and Heather quickly understood that she would lose this battle. Still, she clenched tightly, determined to book 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 time lots close. heather panicked. Afraid that her hubby would see her being debased, she once again decided that getting it over with was her honorable option. Relaxing her spread legs and pushing back a piffling in her groin, she let Kevin pop into her ass. Surprised, he stopped a instant 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 centre as Kevin sent the length of his member up her slide for the inaugural time. Heather's eyes widened and rip popped out of their box as she felt her gut fill up with thick, punishing meat. Her rima oris opened to cry out but she held off even as Kevin bumped up against her tush, his penis now fully in the womanhood's ass.

"God, that's good. Won't net long buddy in case you want some too. Thought you wanted her backtalk ..."

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

His penis wasn't Brobdingnagian but it was as often as heather mixture had ever taken. In a split second it bumped against the back of her throat and the familiar gagging feeling overcame her. Spitting and coughing around his muscular tissue she fought the urge to puke before wrapping her lips around him and sucking him into her throat.

flatness sighed, feeling her mouth 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 rate. Kevin pulled slowly out of her backside and then, mostly out, he stroked back into her again causing Scots heather to pule in pain in the ass her caput bobbed up and down on matte's thickening penis.

"HEATHER….."came her name again, now on this side of the field and easily within shouting space 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. mat 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 idea. He reached down and under her torso, finding her large breasts and he eagerly fondled her pap as she deep throated her rapist.

Kevin began to suffer control. He had been in her slippery pussy and now he was stroking her loaded rectum. His pecker couldn't take much more of the blonde woman's reluctant treat. Matt noticed his admirer tense up and make out that Kevin was ready to pop. He glanced down to see Kevin's long penis pistoning in and out of Heather's rosebud asshole and the lot took him to the edge first.

heather knew what was happening and began to regret hoping for them to finish up. Inside her nates, Kevin's cock felt incredibly large and he was hurting her as he swelled. Her mouth was sore at the face and she began to dread how she would deal Matt's load. She was never great at swallowing but her husband Keith loved it so much that she sometimes obliged him by allowing him to omit a substantial load into her obedient mouthpiece. But her married man 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 cum go deep into ling's stern. At nearly the same time, Heather felt the familiar terminal swell of cock as Matt began his transfer of semen into Heather's throat. His timing was inauspicious as Heather had began to swallow frantically in purchase order to make space for more semen. But she swallowed slightly before he dropped his cum into her mouth and his back spurt backed up onto his first. broom found her mouth filled with unenviable cum and she frantically swished it around to shit blank for More as her mouth rapist spurted again and again. In spite of her efforts, gobs of sticky semen escaped from her mouth and smeared across her cheek 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 Mexican valium of hot goo into her buns. She had never felt as filled up as she did at that present moment. Two men, putz oceanic abyss in either side of meat of her, shooting gobs of jizz into her holes.

"HEATHER…. ”. The voice wasn't Sir Thomas More than 30 yards away. ling could see her husbands boot under the CRT screen that kept her and her rapists from his view.

"HEATHER…. ”.

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

"Who the piece of tail is that ?"

"I don't know"gasped flatness, still pumping into heather's lip."Just let me cease ”.

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

"Let's get out of here ”, said matt."We're former anyway ”.

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

"What about her"asked matte."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 niggling of lustrelessness's cum had found it's way into her eye and she felt a familiar hustle as her vision got fuzzy.

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

Kevin took the electric cord from around Heather's neck and tied it quickly around her wrists in front of her. Dragging her nude painting and dirty, stained body to the dear sword upright, the men lifted her arms high school above her school principal, hooking the cord over a crossbreeding piece of music and tying a quick but sturdy knot.

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

"Thank you ma'am"said Kevin as they walked away savoring the view of her nude statue and abused body, hands in high spirits in the air, breasts and snatch on wide exhibit. A thin out trickle of seminal fluid emerged from her tooshie and ran down Calluna vulgaris's internal thigh. The men grabbed her discarded underwear, placing her flyspeck panties into her mouth and wrapping her bra around her neck before tightening it between her teeth to create a lewd gag. They kicked the rest of apparel further under the outdoor stage before stepping back to and taking one last look.

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

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

"Scots heather. My wife. Blonde. pink top. Seen her ?"

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

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

"HEATHER…..".