Ashley dashed out of shoal thrilled to be free of classes. On this, the close day of school before Easter break, she wore her freshly pressed, clean schooltime uniform : crisp white blouse, navy wrap-around tartan skirt, long blue windsock, black pump and a navy blazer. Underneath she wore the albumen cotton wool bra and panties her mother had bought for her. Her long red carrot-top hair was in a pony.

In high tone she rushed to her mom waiting by their expensive BMW. Mrs Marie Upshaw, wearing her long blond hair informal today, smiled at her daughter. Mrs Upshaw wore her new swank red human knee length skirt, tweed silk blouse and red high up blackguard. Underneath she wore mid thigh fishnet stockings. She planned to tease her husband later with the stockings, that is, if he managed to get home from body of work. Her hot-shot lawyer husband was always late and always so conscious of his public effigy. He would tolerate not the slightest hint of a scandal that might damage his standing in the community.

I watched from the window of our travel preview. We had put out our old wooden hand-painted signboard that said :

MODELS Wanted
Top example agency

Pete, Chad and me were working the Model Agency Scam this week. We conned female parent into paying $ 750 for natural endowment photograph of their girl. Of path, once we got the money, we just skipped to the future town. We got their money, they never got the photo school term. The scam was beneficial for about $ 6,000 per week.

lastly workweek we got a little spear carrier -- we conned a couple schooling girlfriend, drugged them and enjoyed their overbold marriageable bodies. Yum.

So far today no takers. Hopefully that would change in the following few moment. School was getting out. Rich-looking parents waited in the parking lot.

Marie Upshaw glanced at the house trailer sitting in the niche of the lot. She grinned upon seeing the sign : a modelling authority ! That would be a perfect Easter present for Ashley.

Pointing at the preview, Mrs Upshaw said,"Ashley, how would you like to be a model ?"

Ashley tried not to groan. Another of her mother's goofy thought. Why would she want to be a model ? All she wanted was a squeamish quiet way and some good books.

Ashley gave a belittled grin and replied,"Well, Ok, if you think so."

Marie put her arm around Ashley and they headed toward the trailer.

I called to Pete and Chad,"Couple mug on the way. Get ready to take their money."

Chad grumbled,"It's Friday. I just want a good fuck. Some girlie we can take number holding down."

Pete added,"Yeah. Something with a bit of fight."

I agreed. But, money first, find a fuck later.

I opened the door to greet the woman and her girl. The woman had money written all over her. This would be easy. Maybe we should up the price to $ 1,500. After that we could go downtown and find some drunk wench to screw.

"Hello Ma'am. How can we assist you today ?"I gave them my best vertical, honest smile.

"We saw your sign. You're looking for mannikin ?"Mrs Upshaw asked.

"Certainly. Were you interested or would it be your daughter ?"A bit of flattery always made the purses open easier.

Mrs Upshaw smiled,"My daughter always wanted to be a model. Can we come inside and talk ?"

This one was sold already. A simple $ 2,000 for the photo session. Yes, spread out your wrinkle sweet little gripe I thought.

Ashley piped up,"Mom. I don't … ''. Her female parent hushed her up right away.

An tidal bore Mom and a loth daughter. How overnice.

"Of course, make out on in. This is Chad and Pete, my associates."I ushered them in.

Pete smiled and had the female parent sit at the table we used for a desk. The girl sat on the sofa and helped herself to the refreshments on the incline board. The refreshments were Brownie laced with a gaudy hallucinogen -- if you ate them you would be unable to think clearly and your good perspicacity would fade. It helps in parting mug from their money.

Pete got their names and gave the female parent the delivery, he gave her a brownie too. Very nice hoi polloi. I like to subscribe money from nice people. Gives me a quick feeling. The mother, Marie Upshaw nodded eagerly as she munched on the brownie.

I rolled my eyes as Chad pulled out a modelling contract.

Mrs Upshaw slowly read the contract bridge. She paused looking a bit uncomfortable and said,"It says the model must be at least 18 yrs old. Isn't that unfair ?"

Ashley let out a sigh of relievo as she reached for another of our special brownies.

chad said,"That's the law. We're really painstaking about following the law. Just sign and we'll arrange the picture session."

Mrs Upshaw thought about it, then said,"Of course I'll signboard. Ashley is definitely 18."

Ashley's eyes widened,"Mom ! I'm not … ''.

"Hush Ashley, I'll take maintenance of this.Her mother gave Ashley a sharp look, signed the report and pulled out $ 2,000 cash.

Cash ! We wouldn't have to care about a stop over defrayal on a check.

Chad took the cash and gave Mrs Upshaw a Brownie and handed another pixy to Ashley. After 4 brownies, Ashley would soon be in la-la realm and her mother would be getting a bit featherbrained from her instant brownie.

I looked at the brownies, then I looked at Chadic. He was looking at Ashley and trying to stifle a leer. I looked at Pete. He was staring at Ashley. His hired hand was in his pouch. He seemed to be rubbing something. I sighed. Well, obviously our fuck chick was near at hired man. Now how would we get our hired hand on the goodness ?

I nodded to Pete and Chad, stepped into the former way to study a blueing anovulant so I would be up for a little fun ( actually I took 3 of the lozenge, just in suit ) and came back with a awful looking hunting tongue which I instantly stuck under Ashley's cute little chin.

Pete grabbed Mrs Upshaw putting his orotund hand over her backtalk. Chad just giggled.

The ladies faces went ash white although their eyes seemed to be slightly out of focal point. Good old brownies.

I said,"Let's celebrate. Ashley. slip. To the skin."My hand slowly slid down her bloodless impertinence to her neck and then to the top of her blouse. Her mother struggled frantically.

Holding the tongue to Ashley's pharynx, I motioned for Mrs Upshaw to calm down. Pete took his hand off her mouth.

Mrs Upshaw breathed in and out rapidly, eyes wild with veneration. She begged,"Please, don't pinch Ashley. She's my only girl. Please don't touch her. Please."

"Why not ?"Chadic language interjected. He wanted Ashley, right now !

Mrs Upshaw's heart welled up with tears,"I'll do anything. Just don't tactual sensation her. Anything ! Please !"

Chad grinned,"OK. We'll leave her alone. But you have to select her place. You can do all three of us. And you break be good. Understand ?"

Mrs Upshaw sobbed,"Just don't hurt her. Please. I'll do whatever you want. Just leave Ashley out of this."

I put in,"No problem. You fuck us. And everybody will be happy. Ashley will be perfectly safe."

I stuffed a rag in Ashley's mouth, taped her back talk, tied her manus to a sweetener over the door and turned her so she could watch her female parent. Ashley squirmed as my hands roamed over her pert petty breasts while I waited for Lake Chad and Pete to get started on Mrs Upshaw. I figured I'd enjoy the appearance while waiting for my blue oral contraceptive pill to do their job.

Pete held the female parent's work force behind her back while Chad, leering crazily, reached out, grabbed the top of her White silk blouse and ripped downward.

Mrs Upshaw gasped as the button went flying all over exposing her thin front-loading red bra. Her breasts heaved. Tears started rolling down her boldness. She begged,"Please don't hurt me. Please."

Chad just grabbed the social movement of her bra and yanked it so hard that the holdfast snapped letting her full boob pop out. She twisted and struggled but could not escape Pete's adhesive friction.

chad giggled, grabbed both mamilla and twisted. Mrs. Upshaw shrieked. After pulling the tit a few times and kneading her to the full titty, Republic of Chad reached down and snap off Mrs Upshaw's smartness red knee-length skirt.

We all whistled. Underneath she wore red bikini panties and mid-thigh length fishnet stockings.

Very yummy. I felt a slight splash from my pecker ( I sure hoped the blue tablet would stiffen it soon. ) My hand slid up Ashley's plaid skirt feeling her tranquil pegleg until they reached her panties. My finger's breadth slid inside seeking her thatch. Ashley continued squirming but her optic had glazed over due to the brownies. My other bridge player tore one of the buttons off her blouse so I could get a feel inside.

Meanwhile Chad had dropped his drawers, hauled off his shirt and let his shortstop fall to the floor. Mrs. Upshaw tried to turn her oral sex to avoid looking but Pete forced her to call for a full feel at Chad's hard rod.

Chad reached over and ripped off Mrs. Upshaw's red bikini panty revealing her grim thatch and delectable ass. He stepped forward to let his rigid shaft graze against her Teach and, grabbing her stocking covered legs, lifted them to waist tier and aimed his cock directly at her waiting cunt.

Despite Mrs. Upshaw's battle, she was unable to elude Pete's iron grip. Her eyes went dotty as Chad's cock touched her snatch. Billy Wilder still as he pushed her cunt sassing apart, put oil on his turncock and started pushing in. It slid in very easily because of the oil.

My own hammer felt like it was beginning to stiffen. My hand was in spite of appearance Ashley's blouse squeezing her tits through her bra. My crotch was pressed hard against her firm ass. My former paw was slowly stroking her cunt hair through her panty. Ashley had stopped squirming and had gone limp. The brownies seemed to have done their job just fine.

Tchad was all the way inside Mrs Upshaw now and was slowly moving in and out. No hurriedness. Just in, out, in, out. Each prison term he made sure he shoved in as far as possible. Mrs. Upshaw's ramification would kick back but there was nothing she could do to reposition Chadic. As he stroked in and out, he held both her to the full tit and kneaded them as hard as he could alternating between squeezing and pulling. His fingers were leaving red crisscross on her tits.

I couldn't see her cunt at this percentage point, just chad's ass going in and out. Her bosom were visible though.

Chad's pumping speeded up. In, out, in, out, faster, faster. Suddenly he gasped, spasmed and I knew Mrs. Upshaw had received a big sperm mailboat. I idly wondered if she had an egg fix.

Mrs. Upshaw seemed to be sobbing as Chad pulled out. He slapped her tits a few times before nodding to Pete and saying,"Your turn."

My cock felt hard now. The depressed pills had worked. I hoped the dose was enough to keep me hard for a piece because I had two kick to fill up. I pushed harder against Ashley's butt.

Mrs. Upshaw, sobbing, sank to her knee as Pete released her arms. chad stepped behind her, took her arms and held them behind her back just as Pete had done. His dick, still hard, was pressed hard against her back.

Pete took the opportunity to fling off his apparel before standing in figurehead of Mrs. Upshaw to let her see his raging ramrod. Thomas More tears poured down her cheek. Pete grinned and politely asked,"Ma, am you look hungry. Here's a prissy hot sausage for you. Enjoy."

Mrs. Upshaw shook her head and begged,"No, please. Not that. Please."

Pete just snorted slapped her case, squeezed her mouth open and stuck his ‘ sausage'right wing in. He pushed it in strong. Mrs Upshaw gagged. Pete pulled out. Then shoved it right back in even harder. Holding Mrs Upshaw's head in a tight grasp he started pumping and pumping letting his testicle slap her mentum as his cock assaulted the vertebral column of her throat.

Pete pumped for a long sentence. Must have been 5 minutes. In and out, his stopcock just kept on fucking the lady's backtalk. nonstop. Amazing. I continued enjoying the show until finally he let out a loud grunt, slowed down, stopped and slowly, proudly pulled his putz out of her oral fissure.

He held his handwriting tightly over her lip to prevent anything from leaking out. We all laughed at the facial expression on Mrs Upshaw's boldness as Pete's spermatozoon slid down her throat. Her face, beet red, was covered in tears.

By now, my cock was unbelievably severe. I wondered if, maybe, I'd taken too many naughty pills.

In fact, my dick was so operose it hurt. I needed relief quickly.

I stripped in front of Mrs Upshaw so she could get a real dear look. So she could see the harshness of my ramrod. She tried to look away, then I grinned and said,"Don't worry, I'm not going to advert you."

I turned to Ashley. Untied her and let her fall to the floor.

Mrs Upshaw sobbed,"NO ! NO ! You promised ! Don't contact her. You promised."

While ripping off Ashley's crispy white blouse, I politely answered,"We lied."

Pete stuffed some fabric in Mrs Upshaw's backtalk so she wouldn't make too a good deal noise.

Next I simply pulled down Ashley's navy tartan bird. That left her in an ordinary gabardine bra and pantie. Cute.

I used my knife to cut off the bra and step-in. much in effect. A rightful redheaded woodpecker. Flaming red cunt whisker. Nice. Even her lowly nipples had a reddish-orange tinge.

Ashley mumbled something and tried to labour me away but she was too far gone in la-la land.

Anyway, my cock detriment. I needed relief.

I knelt between her knees parted her cunt hairs to find her hole and eagerly shoved my rooster in seeking relief. Part way in I felt an obstruction. Annoying. I shoved hard to get past the obstruction. Ashley gasped and cried out. I didn't care. My cock was now all the way in. At last some relief. I started drilling her as hard and fast as I could while watching her nubile young tits sway in roofy. Her optic remained glazed although she seemed in some shaver pain.

Harder I pumped, harder I shoved. My balls tightened. I felt a blast of rest. I sighed as my sperm raced to its destination. I hoped an egg was ready.

Pulling out I noticed my peter was covered in red. That's when I realized what the obstacle was -- I'd just had myself a virgin. God I was proud of myself !

But my cock was still too hard and still hurt. I needed more relief.

I looked at Mrs Upshaw, grinned and said,"Your crook. You can help me get your daughter's juice off my cock."She looked absolutely horrified.

I made her bend over, ass in the air, tits hanging down, elbows on the flooring where she could get a beneficial opinion of Ashley's cunt. Moving up behind her, I aimed my still hard cock at her slit and without further ado whammed in. Hard. All the way. She almost fell over. I grabbed her tits to steady her, squeezed and proceeded to pound her bitch like their was no tomorrow. Oh that felt good. In, out, in, out. It didn't take long, just a minute and another load of spermatozoon was on its way. What a relief.

I pulled out. My cock didn't hurt nearly so a lot. It was still hard though.

I noticed Tchad was pumping away between Ashley's branch. Pete couldn't wait for his act so he was busily fucking her mouth.

I dragged Mrs Upshaw closer so she could determine. She kept closing her eyes tight so I pulled her eyelid apart so she wouldn't miss the show.

Pete came first. He pulled out and I made certainly Mrs Upshaw got a good view of his cum dripping out of Ashley's mouth.

Chad took another few minutes. He didn't cum until he was covered in sweat and then he made this stupid bullmoose sound as he filled Ashley's twat with his cum. I hoped my sperm cell got to her egg before Chadic's.

Chadic language and Pete's cocks had gone nicely hobble. Mine was still firmly. Too many damn blue pills.

Anyway, Lake Chad and Pete got dressed and drove away. Outside of town we saw a Nice dense forested area. So we dumped Ashley out there. We kept her clothes but did leave her shoes. I figured the drugs would wear off in an hour or two at which time she could figure out how to get base on her own.

We kept Mrs Upshaw for another couple hours because I still needed relief. I filled her up three more metre before my cock finally started to collapse. Finally.

We dumped her out in another set of woods. We did let her have on some wearing apparel : her thigh duration fishing net stockings and her red luxuriously dog shoes.

After all, she deserved to search stylish when she went hitchhiking .