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The do-gooder MILF
The do-gooder MILF -2

Her legs were untied. Now what ? They left her there a little while.
Then hands grabbed her ankle joint and her legs were lifted up
They were spread blanket and lifted up and tied following to her articulatio radiocarpea with rope to the top bar.


Joan was bent like a pretzl, trussed up. She was wide open.
In broad panic Joan screamed, begged threatened.
You pigs, barricade, you will pay for this. What is untimely with you.
You can't do this. She could see the undimmed lights even through the hood.

The hood was pulled off but all she could see were shiny luminousness. She wanted to front
but couldn't. She had been in the dark for so long her eyes were blinded.
The minuscule she could see the men wore masquerade. She could see some looked young.

She knew what would pass. When would it embark on ? Her arms and peg ached.
Her back hurt. She knew what was coming. How did this happen.
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My boys had done a thoroughly job. Everything was perfect. Joan was hung up
like the shtup pig she is. Helpless, legs wide open, set for anything we liked.
The bright luminance showed off her chunky thigh. Her thighs were wide,
fatty, just right. Her legs were pulled so far back, her pussy
stuck out make to be fucked.

The music was turned up. Heavy blaring rock euphony. I was sure as shooting she was
completely disoriented. near stone music, we are gon na rock her ass.

John Rock THAT ASS.

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

MILF core.

We all had a effective jest over that. High –Fives.
The boy really had the tech stuff down. Thomas Kyd are good with that.
They set up the photographic camera to film the fun. We had proctor so we could see what was recording.
We dimmed the luminosity a bit and placed one of the monitors so the MILF could watch.

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

I ran my paw over her thighs. I could feel the fat wavelet. I could feel the quivering in her
ramification. I could see the fear in her case. I had on a grotesque masquerade. We all did.
The son had been very creative cerebration of all the details. My hands went up and down her thighs.
I ran my finger over her snatch and spread her lips. terry cloth had his paw on her breasts.
I guess 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 hurriedness. She wasn't going anywhere. LOL
Lots of crying, mumbling, begging.
Pretty funny tho, she mentions her improver work.
Like I really devote a fucking ? Sir Thomas More BULLSHIT.

WE COULD WHATEVER THE FUCK WE WANTED - OH YEA

Tom was fascinated by her clit. It was a good sized MILF clit.
She moaned a lot when he squeezed it, fingered it, pushed and prodded.
Lots of young enthusiasm. I grabbed her heading 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 expression, just to get her attention.

Like I said, we were in no rushing. I knew the postponement 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 knees were almost up to her head.
I gave her thighs a slap and watched the kick meat jiggle.

Each of the boys slapped her. They really got a gripe 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 make out why ? This was aught yet.

Her MILF nub got pretty red with all the slapping. The male child were kinda competing who
could work the flashy smacking. I have to admit the hale 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 new and had never had any yet.
I guess some blow jobs from some school day slattern, but that is not real sex ?
We all were going to get one go around before we got into some heavy duty
punishment.


Of form it was pretty chill because she could watch all this while it was happening.
She could see from both end, the receiving and the giving.
Tom dropped his drawers. All this ass slapping and he was really strong. I have to
admit, I was impressed with his size. He put some spit on his dick and started to
rub against her. He pushed her lips subject with his dick.

Army of the Righteous ROCK AND ROLL.

We cranked the music way. The other three of us stated to yell and scream.

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

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

HEEYA. YAAAA OUUURAAAYAAAAA. The son were laughing in and screaming.
The euphony was blasting and Tommy was MILF fucking.
He gyrated his pelvic arch 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 manus around her rump.

He leaned forward and saliva in her side. H e tongue again and again trying to hit her rightfield in the eye.
Her face was dripping spittle. I liked the flavour. I call it the Saliva smell.

YEHAW. nooky her doggie. Tom's articulatio coxae dug in pumping the Bitch.
As he pushed forward she screamed like a banshee. She was at a 45 academic degree angle
Her blazonry and legs being stretched. The metal frame of reference she was strung up screetched from the melodic line

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

The cunt, oh she was red, bitch red.
piece of ass Ya, YA YA, Tom came inside the MILF. He was a man.
All roll in the hay smiling for the boys.

CUM DRIPPED FROM HER FAT PUSSY

Barry was succeeding. The bitch 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 cunt hung encompassing exposed ready for the next prick. Barry had a ghastly mask.
A lamia masquerade party. The face of death. He had a little surprise. A tittie surprise.
He grabbed her left knocker and tied a lean rope around it, pulling it tight.
It bulged out and he slapped it intemperate. One way and then the other. The
kick was screaming.

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

He roped the other kick tit, tieing it compressed. He tied them together with a circle
Pulling them close together and the pulled the rope over the same overhead bar
holding her ramification and munition. He pulled the rope stretching the boob up in battlefront of her face.

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

Swinging back and forth with his hips she was taking her endorsement fucking, her instant rape.
As he fucked her he reached forward and pulled on the Mexican valium hanging her tits, stretching them even more.

I got to say, I never been so proud of my son.
The Do-gooder MILF MEAT was taking the nookie of her lifespan and the night was betimes, very early.

To Be Continued