Prior :

The humanitarian MILF
The Do-gooder MILF -2

Her pegleg were untie. Now what ? They left her there a little while.
Then hands grabbed her mortise joint and her peg were lifted up
They were spread wide and lifted up and tied next to her wrists with ropes to the top bar.


Joan was bent like a pretzl, trussed up. She was across-the-board open.
In full panic Joan screamed, begged threatened.
You pigs, stop, you will pay for this. What is amiss with you.
You can't do this. She could see the brightly lights even through the hood.

The hood was pulled off but all she could see were bright light. She wanted to seem
but couldn't. She had been in the iniquity for so long her eyes were blinded.
The little she could see the men wore masks. She could see some looked young.

She knew what would materialise. When would it set out ? Her limb and legs ached.
Her back hurt. She knew what was coming. How did this happen.
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My boys had done a good job. Everything was perfect. Joan was hung up
like the roll in the hay pig she is. Helpless, branch wide give, ready for anything we liked.
The bright lights showed off her chunky thighs. Her thighs were wide,
fatty, just right. Her legs were pulled so far back, her slit
stuck out quick to be fucked.

The medicine was turned up. Heavy blaring careen music. I was surely she was
completely disoriented. Good rock music, we are gon na rock her ass.

rock'n'roll THAT ASS.

Barry shouted into my ear. MILF kernel. I laughed. He took a marker and wrote on
her brow.

MILF MEAT.

We all had a respectable joke over that. high gear –Fives.
The male child really had the tech stuff down. nipper are thoroughly with that.
They set up the cameras to moving picture the fun. We had monitors so we could see what was recording.
We dimmed the Inner Light a bit and placed one of the monitors so the MILF could watch.

I mean not every slice of bitch meat gets to watch themselves get beaten and fucked.

I ran my paw over her thigh. I could find the fat ripples. I could feel the quivering in her
legs. I could see the reverence in her face. I had on a grotesque masque. We all did.
The male child had been very originative thinking of all the details. My manus went up and down her thighs.
I ran my digit over her pussy and spread her sass. Dame Ellen Terry had his deal on her breasts.
I dead reckoning he is a TIT man. Barry and Tom ran their hands over her pussy.

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

We were in no hurry. She wasn't going anywhere. LOL
bunch of crying, mumbling, begging.
Pretty suspect tho, she mentions her improver work.
Like I really commit a fuck ? more than BULLSHIT.

WE COULD WHATEVER THE FUCK WE WANTED - OH YEA

Tom was fascinated by her clit. It was a good sized MILF button.
She moaned a lot when he squeezed it, fingered it, pushed and prodded.
Lots of young exuberance. I grabbed her principal by the hair and jerked it around.
This was so much fun and we were only getting started. I held on and each of the
male child gave her a little slap to the fount, just to get her attention.

Like I said, we were in no rushing. I knew the waiting was just killing her ! ! ! !
LOL Get it ? Killing her ? ? ? ?
It must be very uncomfortable hanging there like that by your weapon system and legs
bent up. Her human knee were almost up to her head.
I gave her thighs a smack and watched the squawk meat jiggle.

Each of the male child slapped her. They really got a bitch out of it as they kept at it
for a while. It was fun watching the essence ripple with each smack. Of row
she was crying and screaming. I don't fuck why ? This was nothing yet.

Her MILF meat got pretty red with all the slapping. The boy were kinda competing who
could make the tawdry slap. I have to admit the whole thing was pretty surreal.
Slapping those chunky thighs, hearing the slap, watching the jiggle, good fun for all.

I decided to let Tom go first. He was the youngest and had never had any yet.
I guess some blow Book of Job from some school sluts, but that is not real sex ?
We all were going to get one go around before we got into some heavy duty
punishment.


Of course of action 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 hard. I have to
admit, I was impressed with his size. He put some expectoration on his tool and started to
rub against her. He pushed her sass surface with his dick.

LETS ROCK AND ROLL.

We cranked the music way. The early three of us stated to shout and scream.

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

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

HEEYA. YAAAA OUUURAAAYAAAAA. The son were laughing in and screaming.
The medicine was blasting and Tommy was MILF fucking.
He gyrated his articulatio coxae and the way she was hanging she would swing by her arms and
legs as far as Tommy would let her. He thrust forward with his hands around her rump.

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

YEHAW. ass her doggie. Tom's hips dug in pumping the Bitch.
As he pushed forward she screamed like a banshee. She was at a 45 degree slant
Her blazon and ramification being stretched. The metal frame she was strung up screetched from the strain

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

The BITCH, oh she was red, Bitch red.
nookie Ya, YA YA, Tom came inside the MILF. He was a man.
All fucking grin for the boys.

CUM DRIPPED FROM HER FAT PUSSY

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

The bitch hung wide open ready for the future cock. Barry had a gruesome mask.
A lamia masquerade party. The face of death. He had a petty surprise. A tittie surprise.
He grabbed her left breast and tied a reduce rope around it, pulling it tight.
It bulged out and he slapped it toilsome. One way and then the other. The
beef was screaming.

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

He roped the other bitch tit, tieing it tight. He tied them together with a rope
Pulling them close together and the pulled the rope over the same viewgraph bar
holding her legs and arms. He pulled the circle 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 secondment he was inside her. The second turncock for the whore.

vacillation back and forth with his pelvis she was taking her second fucking, her second rape.
As he fucked her he reached forward and pulled on the ropes hanging her mammilla, stretching them even more.

I got to say, I never been so proud of my boy.
The do-gooder MILF MEAT was taking the nookie of her life-time and the night was ahead of time, very early.

To Be Continued