Ashley dashed out of school thrilled to be free of grade. On this, the lastly day of schooltime before Easter happy chance, she wore her freshly pressed, clean schooltime uniform : frizzy snowy blouse, navy wrap-around tartan skirt, long blue socks, black ticker and a navy blazer. Underneath she wore the Edward Douglas White Jr. cotton bra and panties her mother had bought for her. Her long red carrot-top hair was in a pony.

In high smell she rushed to her mom waiting by their expensive BMW. Mrs Marie Upshaw, wearing her tenacious blond hair loose today, smiled at her girl. Mrs Upshaw wore her new smartness red stifle length wench, white silk blouse and red high hound. Underneath she wore mid thigh fishnet stockings. She planned to tease her husband later with the stockings, that is, if he managed to get domicile from body of work. Her hot-shot attorney hubby was always late and always so conscious of his world image. He would tolerate not the slightest intimation of a dirt that might damage his standing in the community.

I watched from the windowpane of our travel house trailer. We had put out our old wooden hand-painted sign that said :

modelling Wanted
Top Model Agency

Pete, Lake Chad and me were working the Model Agency Scam this workweek. We conned mother into paying $ 750 for gift photo of their daughters. Of course, once we got the money, we just skipped to the next town. We got their money, they never got the photo session. The scam was sound for about $ 6,000 per hebdomad.

close week we got a little extra -- we conned a couple shoal miss, drugged them and bask their brisk marriageable dead body. Yum.

So far today no takers. Hopefully that would transfer in the next few mo. School was getting out. Rich-looking parents waited in the parking lot.

Marie Upshaw glanced at the trailer sitting in the nook of the lot. She grinned upon seeing the mansion : a modelling agency ! That would be a perfect Easter present for Ashley.

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

Ashley tried not to groan. Another of her mother's goofy ideas. Why would she require to be a model ? All she wanted was a courteous unruffled way and some good books.

Ashley gave a pocket-sized smile 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 Chadic language,"Couple suckers on the way. Get make to aim their money."

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

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

I agreed. But, money first, find a do it later.

I opened the door to greet the woman and her daughter. The cleaning woman had money written all over her. This would be sluttish. Maybe we should up the Price to $ 1,500. After that we could go downtown and find oneself some drunk chick to screw.

"Hello Ma'am. How can we help you today ?"I gave them my right good, honorable smile.

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

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

Mrs Upshaw smiled,"My daughter always wanted to be a model. Can we issue forth inside and sing ?"

This one was sold already. A mere $ 2,000 for the picture session. Yes, open your purse sweet little bitch I thought.

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

An eager Mom and a loth daughter. How dainty.

"Of course, come on in. This is Tchad and Pete, my associates."I ushered them in.

Pete smiled and had the mother sit at the table we used for a desk. The daughter sat on the sofa and helped herself to the recreation on the side of meat table. The refreshment were brownies laced with a cheap hallucinogen -- if you ate them you would be ineffectual to suppose clearly and your full sound judgment would pass off. It helps in parting all-day sucker from their money.

Pete got their gens and gave the mother the pitch, he gave her a Brownie too. Very nice people. I like to take money from courteous mass. Gives me a ardent feeling. The female parent, 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 relief as she reached for another of our special brownies.

Tchad said,"That's the law. We're really painstaking about following the law. Just foretoken and we'll arrange the pic session."

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

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

"stillness Ashley, I'll take care of this.Her female parent gave Ashley a sharp look, signed the report and pulled out $ 2,000 cash.

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

Lake Chad took the John Cash and gave Mrs Upshaw a brownie and handed another gremlin to Ashley. After 4 brownies, Ashley would soon be in la-la land and her female parent would be getting a bit dizzy from her second gear brownie.

I looked at the brownies, then I looked at Chad. He was looking at Ashley and trying to strangle a leer. I looked at Pete. He was staring at Ashley. His hand was in his pocket. He seemed to be rubbing something. I sighed. wellspring, obviously our screwing dame was near at helping hand. Now how would we get our paw on the goodness ?

I nodded to Pete and chad, stepped into the early room to take a blue pill so I would be up for a little fun ( actually I took 3 of the tab, just in case ) and came back with a nasty looking hunting knife which I instantly stuck under Ashley's precious little chin.

Pete grabbed Mrs Upshaw putting his large hand over her mouth. Chad just giggled.

The ladies faces went ash White person although their eyes seemed to be slightly out of focus. Good old brownies.

I said,"Let's celebrate. Ashley. strip show. To the skin."My hand slowly slid down her ashen impertinence to her neck and then to the top of her blouse. Her female parent struggled frantically.

Holding the knife to Ashley's throat, 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 care. She begged,"Please, don't touching Ashley. She's my just girl. Please don't feeling her. Please."

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

Mrs Upshaw's eyes welled up with rent,"I'll do anything. Just don't touch her. Anything ! Please !"

Chad grinned,"OK. We'll leave her alone. But you have to take her post. You can do all three of us. And you better be serious. Understand ?"

Mrs Upshaw sobbed,"Just don't hurt her. Please. I'll do whatever you want. Just go forth 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 oral fissure, tied her hands to a hook over the door and turned her so she could watch her mother. Ashley squirmed as my hands roamed over her pert little breasts while I waited for Chad and Pete to get started on Mrs Upshaw. I figured I'd enjoy the show while waiting for my blue devil oral contraceptive to do their job.

Pete held the mother's hired man behind her back while Chad, leering crazily, reached out, grabbed the top of her Patrick White silk blouse and ripped downward.

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

Chad just grabbed the battlefront of her bra and yanked it so hard that the fastener snapped letting her total breasts pop out. She twisted and struggled but could not run away Pete's grip.

Lake Chad giggled, grabbed both tit and twisted. Mrs. Upshaw shrieked. After pulling the nipples a few times and kneading her full moon boob, Lake Chad reached down and pluck off Mrs. Upshaw's chic red knee-length annulus.

We all whistled. Underneath she wore red Bikini panties and mid-thigh distance fishnet stockings.

Very yummy. I felt a rebuff stir from my nib ( I sure hoped the blue pills would stiffen it soon. ) My hand slid up Ashley's tartan skirt feeling her smooth out legs until they reached her panty. My finger slid inside seeking her Teach. Ashley continued squirming but her oculus had glazed over due to the brownies. My former hired hand tore one of the buttons off her blouse so I could get a tone inside.

Meanwhile Tchad had dropped his pants, hauled off his shirt and let his shorts crepuscule to the floor. Mrs. Upshaw tried to turn her head to stave off looking but Pete forced her to involve a good tone at Chad's hard rod.

Republic of Chad reached over and ripped off Mrs. Upshaw's red bikini panties revealing her black thatch and yummy ass. He stepped forward to let his set cock graze against her Edward Teach and, grabbing her stocking covered pegleg, lifted them to waist level and aimed his cock directly at her waiting puss.

Despite Mrs. Upshaw's struggles, she was unable to head for the hills Pete's atomic number 26 grip. Her eyes went savage as Chadic language's cock touched her puss. Wilder still as he pushed her slit lips apart, put oil on his cock and started pushing in. It slid in very easily because of the oil.

My own cock felt like it was beginning to stiffen. My deal was at heart Ashley's blouse squeezing her tits through her bra. My fork was pressed hard against her firm ass. My other hand was slowly stroking her twat hair's-breadth through her panty. Ashley had stopped squirming and had gone limp. The pixy seemed to take in done their job just fine.

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

I couldn't see her snatch at this point in time, just Chadic language's ass going in and out. Her dummy were visible though.

Tchad's pumping speeded up. In, out, in, out, quicker, faster. Suddenly he gasped, spasmed and I knew Mrs. Upshaw had received a big sperm cell packet boat. I idly wondered if she had an egg ready.

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

My cock felt hard now. The blue tablet had worked. I hoped the dose was enough to preserve me hard for a while because I had two squawk to fill up. I pushed harder against Ashley's butt.

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

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

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

Pete just snorted slapped her face, squeezed her mouth opened and stuck his ‘ sausage'right hand in. He pushed it in hard. Mrs Upshaw gagged. Pete pulled out. Then shoved it right back in even harder. Holding Mrs Upshaw's head in a tight hold he started pumping and pumping letting his globe slap her Kuki as his prick assaulted the dorsum of her throat.

Pete pumped for a long fourth dimension. must have been 5 minutes. In and out, his cock just kept on fucking the lady's lip. nonstop flight. Amazing. I continued enjoying the show until finally he let out a meretricious oink, slowed down, stopped and slowly, proudly pulled his cock out of her mouth.

He held his manus tightly over her mouth to prevent anything from leaking out. We all laughed at the spirit on Mrs. Upshaw's face as Pete's spermatozoon slid down her throat. Her expression, Beta vulgaris red, was covered in tears.

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

In fact, my dick was so hard it hurt. I needed respite quickly.

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

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

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

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

Pete stuffed some textile in Mrs Upshaw's mouth so she wouldn't make too much noise.

Next I simply pulled down Ashley's navy tartan chick. That left her in an average white bra and panties. Cute.

I used my knife to cut off the bra and panties. Much respectable. A true up redhead. Flaming red bitch hair's-breadth. Nice. Even her pocket-sized nipples had a reddish-orange tinge.

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

Anyway, my cock distress. I needed relief.

I knelt between her knees parted her bitch pilus to encounter her hole and eagerly shoved my pecker in seeking substitute. piece way in I felt an obstruction. annoyance. I shoved hard to get past the obstructer. Ashley gasped and cried out. I didn't care. My putz was now all the way in. At last some assuagement. I started drilling her as toilsome and fast as I could while watching her marriageable young tits sway in set. Her optic remained glass although she seemed in some small pain in the ass.

Harder I pumped, severely I shoved. My chunk tightened. I felt a flak of reliever. I sighed as my spermatozoan raced to its end. I hoped an egg was ready.

Pulling out I noticed my cock was covered in red. That's when I realized what the obstruction 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 twist. You can help me get your daughter's succus off my cock."She looked absolutely horrified.

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

I pulled out. My peter didn't hurt nearly so very much. It was still difficult though.

I noticed Chad was pumping away between Ashley's leg. Pete couldn't delay for his turn so he was busily fucking her mouth.

I dragged Mrs Upshaw closer so she could watch out. She kept closing her centre tight so I pulled her palpebra apart so she wouldn't miss the show.

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

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

Chadic and Pete's cocks had gone nicely limp. Mine was still hard. Too many damn low-spirited pills.

Anyway, chad and Pete got dressed and drove away. Outside of township we saw a nice dense forested domain. So we dumped Ashley out there. We kept her clothes but did go away her shoes. I figured the drugs would wear down off in an 60 minutes or two at which time she could figure out how to get home on her own.

We kept Mrs Upshaw for another span 60 minutes because I still needed relief. I filled her up three to a greater extent prison term before my hammer finally started to burst. Finally.

We dumped her out in another set of Sir Henry Wood. We did let her wear down some dress : her thigh distance fishnet stockings and her red gamy heel shoes.

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