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The improver MILF
The improver MILF -2

Her legs were untied. Now what ? They left her there a little while.
Then hands grabbed her articulatio talocruralis and her legs were lifted up
They were spread panoptic and lifted up and tied succeeding to her carpus with ropes to the top bar.


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

The hood was pulled off but all she could see were brilliant Light. She wanted to take care
but couldn't. She had been in the iniquity for so retentive her eyes were blinded.
The little she could see the men wore masque. She could see some looked young.

She knew what would happen. When would it commence ? Her implements of war and stage ached.
Her back hurt. She knew what was coming. How did this happen.
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My boys had done a full job. Everything was pure. Joan was hung up
like the shag pig she is. Helpless, branch wide open, fix for anything we liked.
The bright lights showed off her chunky second joint. Her thighs were wide,
fatty, just right. Her peg were pulled so far back, her snatch
stuck out ready to be fucked.

The music was turned up. Heavy blaring rock medicine. I was sure she was
completely disoriented. effective stone music, we are gon na shake her ass.

sway THAT ASS.

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

MILF MEAT.

We all had a good joke over that. High –Fives.
The boys really had the tech stuff down. kid are unspoilt with that.
They set up the camera to flick the fun. We had monitors so we could see what was recording.
We dimmed the light a bit and placed one of the monitors so the MILF could watch.

I mean not every bit of beef meat gets to watch themselves get beaten and fucked.

I ran my hand over her thighs. I could feel the fat rippling. I could feel the quivering in her
legs. I could see the fear in her face. I had on a grotesque mask. We all did.
The boys had been very creative thinking of all the contingent. My hands went up and down her thighs.
I ran my finger's breadth over her pussy and spread her lips. Terry had his handwriting on her breasts.
I conjecture he is a TIT man. Barry and Tom ran their paw over her pussy.

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

We were in no hurry. She wasn't going anywhere. LOL
Lots of crying, mumbling, begging.
Pretty funny tho, she mentions her Do-gooder work.
Like I really give a nookie ? More BULLSHIT.

WE COULD WHATEVER THE FUCK WE WANTED - OH YEA

Tom was fascinated by her button. It was a thoroughly sized MILF button.
She moaned a lot when he squeezed it, fingered it, pushed and prodded.
Lots of youthful exuberance. I grabbed her head by the fuzz and jerked it around.
This was so often fun and we were only getting started. I held on and each of the
son gave her a picayune slap to the cheek, just to get her attention.

Like I said, we were in no haste. I knew the delay was just killing her ! ! ! !
LOL Get it ? Killing her ? ? ? ?
It must be very uncomfortable hanging there like that by your coat of arms and legs
bent up. Her knees were almost up to her head.
I gave her thighs a smack and watched the beef core jiggle.

Each of the boys slapped her. They really got a kick out of it as they kept at it
for a while. It was fun watching the essence ripple with each smacking. Of course
she was crying and screaming. I don't know why ? This was nothing yet.

Her MILF meat got pretty red with all the slapping. The male child were kinda competing who
could name the gimcrack slap. I have to admit the whole thing was pretty surreal.
Slapping those squatty thighs, hearing the slap, watching the jiggle, goodness fun for all.

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


Of trend 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 gasp. All this ass slapping and he was really gruelling. I have to
admit, I was impressed with his sizing. He put some spit on his hawkshaw and started to
rub against her. He pushed her rim undecided with his dick.

LETS ROCK AND ROLL.

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

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

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

HEEYA. YAAAA OUUURAAAYAAAAA. The boy were laughing in and screaming.
The euphony was blasting and Tommy was MILF fucking.
He gyrated his hip joint 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 helping hand around her rump.

He leaned forward and spit in her look. H e saliva again and again trying to hit her right in the eye.
Her human face was dripping spit. I liked the looking at. I call it the saliva Look.

YEHAW. Fuck her doggie. Tom's hip dug in pumping the Bitch.
As he pushed forward she screamed like a banshie. She was at a 45 degree angle
Her weapon system and legs being stretched. The alloy chassis she was strung up screetched from the strain

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

The BITCH, oh she was red, Bitch red.
ass Ya, YA YA, Tom came inside the MILF. He was a man.
All fucking smiles 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 time. Slowly. Hard.
Brutally.

The bitch hung wide open ready for the next stopcock. Barry had a grim mask.
A Vampire mask. The font of death. He had a little surprise. A tittie surprise.
He grabbed her left breast and tied a thin rope around it, pulling it tight.
It bulged out and he slapped it severely. One way and then the other. The
Bitch was screaming.

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

He roped the other gripe tit, tieing it mingy. He tied them together with a roach
Pulling them conclude together and the pulled the roach over the Lapp overhead bar
holding her pegleg and subdivision. He pulled the rope stretching the breast up in social movement of her face.

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

Swinging back and Forth with his hips she was taking her mo fucking, her bit 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 son.
The Do-gooder MILF essence was taking the screwing of her aliveness and the dark was early on, very early.

To Be Continued