Emily was driving her stain new red BMW exchangeable west on US 30. It was a warm springtime morning and she had top down and her flowing blonde haircloth trailing wildly behind her in the air current. She had set out this sunup on a quest for what a friend had described as the most uncivilised organic marihuana to be had anywhere. She was now 2 time of day away from her menage in a posh locality of Valley Forge, PA. The friend had told here there was this Amish veggie stand near Lancaster where they sold the most fantabulous pot. It was a vague description but this was a good day for a drive in the country.

She smiled as the warm up sun beat down on her bare berm and second joint. She was wearing a pocket-size Christ Within sundress and her favorite distich of fuck me dog. She was feeling fun and flirty and had had forgone underwear. Her shaved pussy was occasionally bared as the wind whipped the tail end of the dress around. The nipples of Emily 's C cup breasts were toilsome and promptly apparent though the thin material and a hint of her gravid dark areola peeked out the top.

She looked down at the fuel calibre and realized that she was running low on gas. She had n't seen a Wawa in half an hour but there was something called Turkey James Jerome Hill up ahead that had gas pumps. She pulled in and whipped out her father 's platinum visiting card and started to gas up the car. When the tank was full, she realized how thirsty she was. She headed inside the computer memory and saw a precious Loretta Young man alone behind the buffet. She wondered just how lots exempt stuff and nonsense she could diddle from him with how little effort.

Her first target was a diet pepsi and a small-scale bag of chips. Just for fun she grabbed a banana and a box of rubber. She took the token up to the register and watched as the boy, he seemed about her age, maybe a year or two young gulped as he rang up the purchases.

'' That will be $ 11.28. '' He said.

'' Oh no ! '' she sighed, rubbing her hand over her breasts, teasing the edge of her sun frock down baring a hint of brown areola. `` I forgot my money. I do n't love what I can do. ``

The boy behind the counted was stunned. His oculus were wide-cut open and sweat covered his pimply hilltop. `` Um. That 's $ 11.28 '' He said still in shock.

Emily sighed and lowered the border of her top revealing her full titty and hard pap. She pinched the nipple and said. `` I need all of this stuff you see, but I ca n't pay for it. I 'm hungry and athirst so I need the pepsi and chips. I 'm meeting my boyfriend later so I need the condom and the banana… '' She giggled and raised the hem of her sundress revealing her plane cunt with full dripping lips and engorged clit.

She took the banana tree and slid it quickly into her pussy, ramming it deep in and then pulling it out. She waved it under the cashier 's pry and he shuddered in joy when he smelled her pussy juice on it. Emily was indisputable that she had just made him cum in his pants.

'' submit it. '' He said.

She collected her haulage and walked out to her car. She opened the Pepsi and dumped the residue of the stuff in the trashcan. He boyfriend was so good she never needed the banana, and being on the oral contraceptive she did n't need the safe, and who could yield the calories of the potato chips.

binding onto the route she was making up for lost fourth dimension. Emily was going 75 mph and easily passing all the traffic around her. She whipped around the back end of a milk truck and saw the foretoken with the name of the town she was entering. `` Intercourse '' she giggled and then realized there was a car coming at her in the diametrical way. She swung the rack hard over and the BMW 's tires squealed in dissent. She felt the left side tires start to hoist up and jammed the clench and break at the same metre. She realized it was futile as the entirely car lifted off the road and started to cartwheel into the adjacent area. It landed nose number one deploying the airbags, and then onto its hindquarters and the trajectory flattened out and Emily was spinning until the car came to a stop with a compaction and a heavy measure of dark, unsportsmanlike smelling, stuff fell into the car on top of her.

'' dogshit '' She screamed.

'' Pretty much. '' came the vocalism of a man who was sitting on the front man of the now done for manure spreader. The man was in his 50s with pitch-dark pants and suspenders, a blue shirt and a strew hat. He had a long common salt and black pepper beard, but with no mustache it was a distinctly odd looking at, that she recognized as belonging to the Amish.

He got down off of the cart like contraption and began to try and soothe the connected sawhorse.

'' Shtey, Shtey '' he whispered in the horse 's ear as it tried to draw in the ruined spreader which was enmeshed with Emily 's BMW. The horse calmed down enough for the man to get it unharnessed.

'' Are n't you going to aid me ? '' Emily whined flinging shit around.

'' You English, always in a rush always with difficulty making. You can look, de horse would be itself hurting. ``

Emily was struggling with her seatbelt when she saw the man bend down and pull a knife out of his thrill. She screamed. He then deftly cut off her rear end belt with the razor sharp knife. He wiped the knife off on the his drawers and then reached down into the car. Emily felt his strong calloused hands close around her. One under her thigh and the other around her shoulder. The man lifted her out of the car as if she were nothing.

She was scared. This Farmer could do anything he wanted to her and she would be powerless to withstand his persuasiveness. He set her gently down and she realized her state. In addition to being covered in shit the top of her sundress was torn and her remaining breast was hanging out. There was another tear up the dorsum of her dress which showed off her ass and when she bent over her kitty-cat. The stinking smelling material was everywhere. She started to cry as a Department of State policeman pulled up.

'' Hey Zedekiah ! '' the military officer said has he got out and walked across the field. `` They said you had some English job. '' The officer looked over at Emily who was desperately trying to cover herself. He then looked at the wreck of her car. `` License and proof of insurance. ``

'' They 're in my purse. '' she sobbed.

'' Then get your purse. '' The officer insisted.

She bent over the door of her car and started pawing through the foul smelling stuff. She could experience her twat bare to the air when she felt something push into her. She looked back and there was the Amish man with his drawers around his mortise joint and his monolithic peter pounding into her.

She squealed as she felt his dick violate her. He was much enceinte than her boyfriend and he was pounding her hard. He put a hired hand on the back of her head and pushed her face first into the manure. She was just starting to love the fucking when she felt his squirt up into her and the pull out. She was beginning to get horny and was now frustrated with a face full of manure.

'' You might was well quit looking. '' The cop said and the Amish man backed off and hitched his pants back up. She stood up and tried brushing the grease off her face.

'' I may take to take you with me. There was quite a bit of property impairment and you do n't have any identification. This car might be stolen. '' She looked at the cop in revulsion. He had his ticket al-Qur'an out and was writing down selective information when she realized that his fly was down and his pants were obviously tented. Emily knew what she had to do. She bent over and pulled the officers cock dislodge and started to suck on it. As she sucked he twist reached down and started to rub her tits. Emily felt her tit harden as she bobbed her head on the policeman 's cock. She was humiliated but she knew there was nothing she could do. If she did n't do this she would spend the future 48 hours nearly naked in a holding cadre someplace trying to get a handgrip of her parents and even then there would be piddling they could do but post bail. The police officer was essentially inaccessible. He was a civil servant and in any consequence who would consider the Son of someone who flipped a car 200 understructure into a field and crashed it into a buggy.

She continued to go the copper dick as she realized that it was her only way out of the quandary. She had prided herself on her blowjobs in the past and was now her very outflank. She wrapped on hand around the policeman 's muscular thigh and snaked her other hand into his knickers. She took her hand and started to gently massage his orb. She felt them begin to tighten up an slammed her look against the cops crotch. His dick was choking her but she controlled her gag reflex and swallowed hard milking the sweet cum out of his cock and rinsing the betray gustation from her sass. She pulled back coughing and started to stroke his pecker with her hand getting the terminal bits of cum into her sassing. She zipped up the cop fly and then stood up.

'' fountainhead I guess you are who you say you are. I am going to consume to sight you for causing the accident and bankruptcy to bring forth proof of insurance. ``

The Amish man cleared his throat. `` You and I are n't the only grieve company here. '' He nodded his school principal towards the now obviously male plow horse. While she had been servicing the men the horse had grown excited. It 's monumental cock reached almost to the ground. It was as big as her arm both in length and girth.

The cop nodded and pointed at the horses enormous cock. `` It 's not going to suck in itself dearie. ``

She bent over humiliated. She wrapped her hands around it and started to jack it off. She pulled it up and got the tip of it into her mouth. When she started to absorb on it there was a salty ammonium hydroxide gustation to it. She leaned her forehead against the face of the sawbuck and got another three inches into her back talk. She started to tongue the gob and realized she could probably get a finger up inside. She did n't defy try it though. She was jacking the horse hard while suck on the tip when she felt something press against her SOB. She was n't sure who was coming back for seconds but she knew she had to go with it.

The phallus ramming into her Virgin ass felt massive. She could n't tell as it stretched her out. The painfulness was acute and it felt like she was being pull apart. She felt a duo of musket ball slap against her twat sassing and the sensation reversed itself as the cock was pulled out of her. She felt abandon as it pulled out of her and she tried to compensate by sucking the horse cock in deeper. The horse whinnied and stamped in approval and she sped up her bridge player motions.

The dick pressed back into her ass and she felt replete. While her asshole stung she was beginning to find some joy from it. The cock pulled in and out and she started to match the movement on the horse. She felt the Equus caballus 's cock starting to swell even more and she gagged and pulled back just to be hit in the grimace with what must deliver been a cup of cum and that was just the first blow. As the horse came calloused hands grabbed her ass and pulled her back, driving the phallus deep into her. She could feel him throbbing and pulsing, emptying cum into her ass. She shuddered herself surrounded by sex and cum and shit she orgasmed, the olfaction of Equus caballus and diddly-squat filling her nostrils, the pain in her ass and now that she thought about it her wholly body blending into one monumental gratifying mo. She had never felt that cheap or degraded or depraved. She also had never enjoy sex that much before.

It turned out that it had been Zedekiah, the Amish man who had been pounding her ass. He tore off the ruined clay of her apparel and used it to wipe the massive amount of sawbuck cum off her human face. The constabulary officer wrapped her in a blanket and sat her in the dorsum of his pleasure craft and was calling the accident in. Her father had a limo from capital of Pennsylvania there in half an 60 minutes along with a hitch to pay for the harm to spreader. She spent the three hour ride home wondering what she was going to do, and wishing that she had managed to score some of the pot .