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The Do-gooder MILF
The Do-gooder MILF -2

Her stage were untied. Now what ? They left her there a little while.
Then hands grabbed her ankles and her legs were lifted up
They were spread wide and lifted up and tied adjacent to her wrists with ropes to the top bar.


Joan was bent like a pretzl, trussed up. She was widely open.
In full panic Joan screamed, begged threatened.
You pigs, stop, you will pay for this. What is wrong with you.
You can't do this. She could see the undimmed luminosity even through the hood.

The bonnet was pulled off but all she could see were bright illumination. She wanted to look
but couldn't. She had been in the nighttime for so long her eyes were blinded.
The fiddling she could see the men wore masks. She could see some looked young.

She knew what would encounter. When would it start ? Her arms and peg ached.
Her back hurt. She knew what was coming. How did this happen.
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My son had done a in force job. Everything was perfect. Joan was hung up
like the nooky pig she is. Helpless, stage encompassing surface, quick for anything we liked.
The brilliant visible radiation showed off her chunky thighs. Her thighs were all-encompassing,
fatty, just right. Her legs were pulled so far back, her twat
stuck out ready to be fucked.

The euphony was turned up. Heavy blaring rock euphony. I was sure she was
completely disoriented. Good rock and roll music, we are gon na rock her ass.

John Rock THAT ASS.

Barry shouted into my ear. MILF centre. I laughed. He took a marking and wrote on
her forehead.

MILF MEAT.

We all had a good laugh over that. senior high –Fives.
The boy really had the tech stuff down. Kids are proficient with that.
They set up the cameras to film the fun. We had monitors so we could see what was recording.
We dimmed the luminousness a bit and placed one of the monitors so the MILF could watch.

I mean not every spell of cunt inwardness gets to watch themselves get beaten and fucked.

I ran my script over her thighs. I could feel the fat ripples. I could feel the quivering in her
peg. I could see the fear in her human face. I had on a grotesque mask. We all did.
The boys had been very creative thinking of all the details. My bridge player went up and down her thighs.
I ran my finger's breadth over her cunt and spread her lips. Terry had his hands on her breasts.
I guess he is a TIT man. Barry and Tom ran their deal over her pussy.

We wrote in marker on her thighs, slap here, MILF meat.

We were in no hurry. She wasn't going anywhere. LOL
lot of crying, mumbling, begging.
Pretty funny tho, she mentions her Do-gooder work.
Like I really feed a fuck ? Sir Thomas More crap.

WE COULD WHATEVER THE FUCK WE WANTED - OH YEA

Tom was fascinated by her clit. It was a soundly sized MILF clit.
She moaned a lot when he squeezed it, fingered it, pushed and prodded.
Lots of youthful enthusiasm. I grabbed her head by the pilus and jerked it around.
This was so much fun and we were only getting started. I held on and each of the
boys gave her a little slap to the look, just to get her attention.

Like I said, we were in no hurry. I knew the wait was just killing her ! ! ! !
LOL Get it ? Killing her ? ? ? ?
It must be very uncomfortable hanging there like that by your arms and legs
bent up. Her knee were almost up to her point.
I gave her thighs a slap and watched the bitch meat jiggle.

Each of the male child slapped her. They really got a boot out of it as they kept at it
for a while. It was fun watching the meat ripple with each smacking. Of course
she was crying and screaming. I don't love why ? This was zero yet.

Her MILF meat got pretty red with all the slapping. The son were kinda competing who
could construct the loudest slap. I have to admit the unit thing was pretty surreal.
Slapping those chunky thighs, hearing the slap, watching the jiggle, effective fun for all.

I decided to let Tom go first. He was the youngest and had never had any yet.
I guess some puff jobs from some schooling sluts, but that is not tangible sex ?
We all were going to get one go around before we got into some heavy obligation
punishment.


Of course it was pretty cool because she could watch all this while it was happening.
She could see from both end, the receiving and the giving.
Tom dropped his pants. All this ass slapping and he was really unvoiced. I have to
admit, I was impressed with his size of it. He put some tongue on his dick and started to
rub against her. He pushed her lip open with his dick.

Lashkar-e-Tayyiba stone AND ROLL.

We cranked the euphony way. The other three of us stated to call and scream.

I watched her face as he plunged all the way in.

YES BITCH YOU ARE going TO RAPED Tom screamed at her,

HEEYA. YAAAA OUUURAAAYAAAAA. The boys were laughing in and screaming.
The music was blasting and Tommy was MILF fucking.
He gyrated his hips and the way she was hanging she would swing by her implements of war and
legs as far as Tommy would let her. He thrust forward with his hands around her rump.

He leaned forward and spit in her face. H e spit again and again trying to hit her rightfield in the eye.
Her face was dripping expectoration. I liked the looking at. I call it the saliva flavour.

YEHAW. fuck her doggy. Tom's hip joint dug in pumping the Bitch.
As he pushed forward she screamed like a banshie. She was at a 45 degree angle
Her munition and legs being stretched. The metal skeletal system she was strung up screetched from the strain

clunk THUM thumping he kept at it. Tom was hot and sweating.

The squawk, oh she was red, Bitch red.
roll in the hay Ya, YA YA, Tom came inside the MILF. He was a man.
All fucking smiling for the boys.

CUM DRIPPED FROM HER FAT kitty-cat

Barry was next. The squawk was shivering, quivering. She realized she was not only
being raped, she was going to be gangraped. Fucked one at a time. Slowly. Hard.
Brutally.

The puss hung wide undefendable ready for the next shaft. Barry had a gruesome mask.
A Vampire mask. The face of demise. He had a little surprise. A tittie surprise.
He grabbed her left white meat and tied a thin rope around it, pulling it tight.
It bulged out and he slapped it hard. One way and then the other. The
Bitch was screaming.

I thought, here is the bad news MILF, it is just starting !

He roped the other kick tit, tieing it mingy. He tied them together with a Mexican valium
Pulling them close together and the pulled the rope over the same overhead bar
holding her legs and weapons system. He pulled the rope stretching the tits up in front of her face.

Without warning he smacked her pussy with his hand.
It was overwhelming, the MILF was howling.
In a second gear he was inside her. The 2d cock for the whore.

swinging back and forth with his hips she was taking her mo piece of ass, her second rape.
As he fucked her he reached forward and pulled on the ropes hanging her tits, stretching them even more.

I got to say, I never been so proud of my boys.
The Do-gooder MILF MEAT was taking the fucking of her life and the Night was former, very early.

To Be Continued