Heather !

Keith Johnson pushed the two wheeler filled with bins of supplies across the dirt parking lot towards the distant set of barns and stables. He was anxious to get set up before too many arrival for today's rodeo, and as a stable manus, he needed to be ready when the riders showed up.

Behind him, his wife Heather was gathering her own supplying, arranging food in her tank so that she could bike them to the reverse slope underneath the metal bleachers where her hot dog tie-up was located. She and her married man worked every rodeo they could and the supernumerary income helped in raising their two youth girl.

Heather was feeling undecomposed. The day was hot but the skies were clear and she expected a big crowd. Anticipating the heating, the 37 yr old blond had dressed lightly wearing a tight pink tee shirt with a outflank neck opening line of merchandise above short shorts. Since the food booths were located under the far bleachers, she didn't have to worry about baking in the sun, she only had to stay cool as best she could.

Her rig was new. Heather had finally regained her build after working hard to lose the extra weight she had put on during her two pregnancies. Now, she had a fuddled shank and she was please that her chest had stayed plump and firm. She worked out three metre a calendar week, focusing mostly on her bottom and her legs and the solvent were plain to see. She knew that many of her male customer bought their food from her not because of her preparation, but because they liked to stare and she loved being the middle of their care. There weren't many fixture at the events that hadn't paid more than a little attention to her ample bosom and she chose her bra carefully so that just a little, but not too much, nipple showed through when they perked up.

mop up the back of the mini-van, ling pushed one cooler ahead of her and awkwardly pulled the other stern. Her course to food station was a long one. Parking was on the opposite side of the bleacher and she would have to take the air along their length, cross the cover side of the subject area and cut under the tall metal benches before she arrived at her destination.

The near bleachers had once been spread underneath but after frequent fight, teenagers necking, drunkard passing out and the relentless wind that blew trash under the steps, direction had installed grueling vinyl concealment attached to the steel supports with thick corduroy running through eyelet. The screens were attached about 6 inches above the primer coat and continued up about 8 substructure so that the integral surgical incision under the bleachers was screened from insouciant view.

Kevin Dillon and matte milling machine stood together inside the screened in area and peered through slit between the covert and the uprights watching Heather get finisher. in the first place, they had cut one of the midst cords in order to slip in and under the structure where they drank a little and smoked some of Kevin's weed. Each of the 24 twelvemonth old men were there to be rodeo clowns and both had previously met Scots heather when dressed in their costumes. Like many customer, they drooled over her alluring chest and shapely build and often discussed what they'd do with her if they ever got a chance. Over the past tense month they conspired to have their way with her and today they intended to follow through with their plan.

"Here she comes ”, said Kevin as he watched her curvy body tug and pull out the enceinte coolers along the rough path.

"Anyone else around ”, asked Matt as he walked closer to the bound of the bleachers.

"Nope ”, replied Kevin."Looks like we got lucky."

Scots heather had broken into a light travail as she walked along the path. She hated parking so far away and she really wanted her husband to set her up first so that she could avoid near of the grunt work but today they were running late and she had to go it alone. Her trunk ached and she knew that she'd be setting up a spa naming for Monday good afternoon with Cheryl, her masseuse and new best friend.

"Get fix ”, said Kevin as Calluna vulgaris walked towards the men hiding behind the screen. If she had looked down, she'd have noticed the two pairs of rodeo rider boots just under the bound of the vinyl but she was too concerned about keeping the ice chest upright as she navigated the rutted path.

broom passed close to the now unbarred screen and the two men stepped out behind her. Kevin took the lead.

"Hey, I can help with that ”, he said. Heather spun around surprised by the voice. Kevin grabbed the handle of one cooler and lustrelessness took the early.

"Oh no….I'm fine"she said, her voice quivering slightly.

"Yeah well, I don't think so"said matt as he pulled the cooler hold and grabbed her shank. Her cry was muffled by his big hired hand and with a tug, he pulled her off her pes and dragged her into the darkened and screened expanse under the bleacher. Kevin pulled the coolers in behind him and wheeled them out of the way before following Matt.

Heather was struggling, her eye encompassing with fright. flatness stood at 6'3"and had a brawny physical body. He never took his hands from her mouthpiece even as he pulled her to the basis. Kevin strode over laughing softly as he watched the pretty girl struggle. From his pocket, he pulled the 8 foot distance of laboured cord that had once been attached to the screen. Folding it in one-half, he quickly wrapped it around the girls neck before running the free ends into the loop he had made. With a promptly jerk, he tightened it and the ligature began to cut off her air supply.

"Shut the fuck up"Kevin whispered. Like Matt, he was tall and substantial, dressed in a blue sky plaid shirt and dusty denim along with leather cowboy chaps.

"I really don't tending what happens to you so just fuckin'behave ”.

Heather stopped struggling and the two men worked to lay her fully down on her back, the cord still wrapped around her neck opening.

"Get her hooey off"grunted Kevin, as he kneeled by her head. matte quickly tugged the cleaning lady's sneakers off and reached for her belt.

"Nooo…."moaned heather mixture as she felt her swath being unbuckled. The cord tightened and she stopped, her chest heaving as she began to panic.

The man finished opening the buckle and unsnapped the push of her boxershorts before unzipping them and pulling them off of her farseeing legs. He smiled as he glanced up at her garden pink pantie that had slid down a few inches when her trunks were pulled off. Slowly, he ran his manpower up her inner legs increasing his pleasance as he moved closer to her crotch.

"Nnnnnnnnno….please…"heather mixture whispered.

Kevin leaned down close to her ear as he watched mat reach for the edge of her panties.

"hitch it baby, this isn't hurting you. He's just going to get a honest look at the sweet pussy of yours. That's all. Wan na see ?"

At that, Kevin reached behind heather mixture neck and grabbed a handful of her gilded blonde hair's-breadth. Gripping it tightly he lifted her head up until she was staring down at her splayed wooden leg watching Matt begin to tug at her pink panty. Heather sobbed and sniffled as tears rolled down her aspect. Her bosom heaved as she watched the man at her human foot slowly pull her underclothes down exposing he neatly shaved snatch to the leering men.

matte yanked the panties off of her substructure and grabbed her ankle joint tightly with both manus. Spreading her branch, he looked up at Kevin and nodded.

Kevin released Heather's hair and quickly reached across her body to catch the bottom of her tap tee shirt. Gruffly, he pulled it up and over her breasts, exposing her sheer, pink bra before tugging it over her berm and off her head.

"Someone likes pink ”, Kevin laughed staring at her trembling cleavage as the come near naked charwoman twitched in fear.

"Yeah me !"replied matt still holding the cleaning lady 's legs open while eyeing her fleshy slit with eager eyes.

"Hehe, me too !"

Kevin reached for the nates of Heather's bra and swiftly tugged it up and over her now nude body. As her weapons system swung up to tolerate the bra to be removed, Kevin grabbed them and stretched Heather's body out, pulling her taught while Matt held her fundament. The heaving breasts now fully stretched out were topped by light brown, hard nipples and them two men delighted in looking down at their prey.

Matt started first, letting one ankle joint go and reach for her exposed pussycat. Touching it, he rubbed his finger along her labia before pinching the skin around her hooded clitoris. Heather moaned again and Kevin responded by once more grabbing a naut mi of pilus and pulling her header up so that she could learn the man defile her. Secure in his grasp, Kevin let go of her arm and grabbed her ample knocker in his big hands, rolling them around and pinching her nipples. He leaned over to wait at Matt slide a fingerbreadth into the char's pussy and then slid back up to lick her brown tips.

"She wet yet ?"asked Matt.

"Not really but she will be. They all get wet. Can't help it. They're all slut and her cunt will be satiny actual soon"

"Just fuck her then, we don't have all day"stated Matt.

"Yeah, you're right. oblige her"

matt pulled the young lady head up again and heather mixture watched as Kevin pulled his jeans and boxers down to disclose a thick and knockout penis. She moaned a small and cried a lot as the man settled back down between her legs and leaned forward putting the tip of his penis against her pussy lips. With her head held firmly in place, she watched as the rapist began sliding his thick cock into her cunt, his body inching towards her face as he wormed his sinew into her shaking body. Fully inside her, he tilted his oral sex up and looked into her tear filled eyes.

"Now now, don't cry. I'm not just fucking you. I'm loving you too ”. Without warning he kissed her fully on her mouth causing the charwoman to shake her nous trying to get him to stop. He pulled his psyche away and focused his attention to screwing the crying char under his lurching body.

Kevin began long, hard apoplexy into the pinned down char while she watched her own entrancement. From clock time to clock time Matt reached down to cup her breasts or pinch her nipples. His tight hold on her hairsbreadth forced Heather to watch the man buck her and she winced as time and again his thick humanness pounded into her unwilling physical structure.

"HEATHER… ..."came a distant voice.

Heather caught her breathing space, freezing at the sound of her husbands voice. It sounded like it came from across the theatre of operations, probably where the hot dog station was. He was looking for her. Neither man knew what had just happened and Calluna vulgaris was torn between calling out for help and keeping silent for her own safety and to deflect the unmentionable embarrassment of being seen during a wild sexual assault.

"HEATHER…."called the voice again.

Kevin increased his pace while the poor woman watched her eubstance being raped. His long and stocky penis was shiny ; slippery with what Scots heather knew was her own juice, created by her vagina as it betrayed her emotions, producing glossy juices that allowed a long hammer to penetrate her easily.

Suddenly, Kevin pulled out and heather mixture looked down at his twitching sinew. She knew he had been close to climax and she held out perverse hope that he would just place his shaft back inside of her and finish. In her own mind, the sooner the men could ejaculate, the sooner she could sort out what had just happened and locomote on with her life. Even now, her head held by a grinning man so that she could watch herself be violated, she found it hard to believe that lupus erythematosus than five or so minutes ago she was trudging happily along, bore to cook hot dogs for hungry cowhand and fans.

"Christ she's good now"said Kevin."You want some ? ”.

"I want her mouth"answered lustrelessness as he fingered her stiffened nipples.

"Flip her over then"muttered Kevin, stroking his erecting and watching mat study the charwoman's breasts.

"Get out the way then bro'” Matt ordered, dropping broom's head and sliding back a trivial. ling heard wearing apparel shuffle and the distinctive jail of a belt buckle and zipper being drawn down. Matt moved a lilliputian and then Heather felt his hands on her shoulder. She looked up to see him kneeling over her. Out of the recess of her eye she saw a bobbing phallus, thick but not quite hard on showing. He had opened his jean to remove his manhood and it stuck lewdly out between his leather chaps.

Kevin grabbed her mortise joint again and in loose unison, the men managed to flip heather over onto her stomach. Kevin spread her legs again before running his hardened hands across her endanger ass and back, brushing the soil and dirt off her supple body. Heather lay still, quietly crying and knowing that she would soon be forced to execute oral sex on mat. She felt Kevin waddle up between her spread head branch and she felt the familiar slap of a hardened sting driblet on her ass cheek.

The men above her made some motions with their hands and laughed a footling over something heather didn't understand. Then, she felt a warm trickle of fluid land between her ass impertinence and set about to run down, puddling around her dickhead. A moment later another hot pool hit the top of her tail, following the same route as the first.

heather mixture was momentarily relieved. She believed that Kevin had ejaculated and was dropping his spermatozoan on her scupper bottom. While she knew that Matt would still fuck her lip, she was sure-footed that Kevin was now just a spectator. Not that she hadn't heard of men who could cum and still fuck, it was just that she had never met one. Or even had one of her girl talk about their man with fantastic staying power.

"OK"she heard Kevin say. lustrelessness reached into her hair once again, balling a fistful into his orotund hand and yanked her oral sex up high. When Calluna vulgaris's face was nearly to the height of flatness's own eyes, he locked his gaze onto hers. Her eubstance was pulled upward as if she was striking a perverse yoga move with her heavy titty swaying just barely off the primer. Her nipple occasionally swept the junk and filth as she heaved breath of air wondering what was adjacent to happen.

lusterlessness continued to stare deeply into the amobarbital sodium oculus of the crying woman as Kevin reached under Heather's abdomen and lifted her up a lilliputian. In the eyes of her rapist, this was as near as it gets. A tormented woman, breasts accessible, ass lifted, legs spread and confronted with two eager cocks about to break her.

With her ass now lifted eminent, Kevin spread the fair sex's ass impudence and confirmed that his saliva had pooled in her rosebud asshole. Pleased with the pool, Kevin moved forward and placed the tip of his Phallus against and slightly into Calluna vulgaris's low hole.

ling lurched forward, vainly trying to deflect what she knew was about to take place.

"No no no no no no ... I can't..it won't….I've never….please don't…..I've never ... please, I'll suck it but don't….. ”.

"Sorry ma'am….I just sustain to"replied Kevin as he pushed hard against Heather's asshole.

Calluna vulgaris started to yell but quickly felt the cord tighten. Instead of making interference she pushed hard to close her open stage only to feel them bump up against Kevin's brawny body. His go along pressure frightened her and she started to panic. She had never let a man into her ass and her deepest mystery was letting her masseuse, Cheryl, pleasure her this way during nearly every session at the spa. Cheryl was tall, lanky and experienced in what made charwoman felicitous and after working hard massaging Heather she always ended it with her tongue on Heather's clitoris working circles on it until ling had raised her hip far off the mesa while bordering on sexual alleviation. But the real magic was when Cheryl inserted her well lubed middle finger into Heather's anus, triggering the massive sexual climax that each of them enjoyed so often. Never had a man found his way into Heather's backside. That was about to change.

As he forced his hammer against her lubed trap, the pass of his penis began to get progress and Heather quickly understood that she would lose this struggle. Still, she clenched tightly, determined to hold the man off even if it meant that she'd pay for her ohmic resistance in other ways.

"HEATHER….. ”.

Her name was being called again, this time a lot close. Heather panicked. Afraid that her husband would see her being debased, she once again decided that getting it over with was her trump selection. Relaxing her bedcover legs and pushing back a short in her groin, she let Kevin pop into her ass. surprise, he stopped a moment and looked down to confirm that he was, in fact, inside her bum.

"Got her ”, Kevin exclaimed before pushing the rest of his cock into her rectum. matte stared into her center as Kevin sent the length of his member up her chute for the first time. Heather's eyes widened and tears popped out of their box as she felt her gut fill up with thick, hard nub. Her mouth opened to cry out but she held off even as Kevin bumped up against her backside, his penis now fully in the char's ass.

"God, that's unspoiled. Won't last long buddy in case you want some too. Thought you wanted her backtalk ..."

Matt blinked and then got to work. He twisted Heather's head to point own at his own swaying cock and then directed her pretty face to meet his erection. Heather tried to forefend contact with the man's Phallus, unwilling to be spit roasted by these two sordid soul but when the cord tightened momentarily, she gave in and opened her mouth with Matt buried his pecker in her makeup stained face.

His penis wasn't vast but it was as often as broom had ever taken. In a split second it bumped against the rear of her throat and the intimate gagging feeling overcame her. spit and coughing around his musculus she fought the urge to regurgitate before wrapping her backtalk around him and sucking him into her throat.

Matt sighed, feeling her mouth and pharynx wrapping around his tempestuous beam and he pulled the woman's hair up, forcing her to fellate him against her will and at his step. Kevin pulled slowly out of her backside and then, mostly out, he stroked back into her again causing Calluna vulgaris to whimper in painful sensation her mind bobbed up and down on Matt's thickening penis.

"HEATHER….."came her figure again, now on this slope of the field and easily within shouting space if she could have done anything except suction cock.

Kevin had picked up his pace, her anus having adapted to the horrible intrusion and the man was breathing heavily as he fucked her raised bum. mat was now fully erect and found that he was able to let go of Heather's hairsbreadth and just let her bob on his pecker as if it were her idea. He reached down and under her body, finding her large breasts and he eagerly fondled her nipples as she deep throated her rapist.

Kevin began to lose control. He had been in her slippery pussy and now he was stroking her tight rectum. His cock couldn't take much to a greater extent of the blond woman's reluctant treats. Matt noticed his protagonist tense up and knew that Kevin was set to pop. He glanced down to see Kevin's long penis pistoning in and out of heather mixture's rosebud cocksucker and the sight took him to the edge first.

ling knew what was happening and began to regret hoping for them to finish. Inside her bottom, Kevin's hammer felt incredibly big and he was hurting her as he swelled. Her oral fissure was sore at the sides and she began to fear how she would handle Matt's burden. She was never great at swallowing but her married man Keith loved it so practically that she sometimes obliged him by allowing him to drop a satisfying onus into her obedient oral fissure. But her hubby hadn't raped her and the two men above her were unknown and one of them was about to ejaculate into her ass.

Kevin moaned deeply and let his commencement spirt of semen go deep into broom's bottom. At nearly the same time, Heather felt the familiar last beau of turncock as matt began his conveyance of seed into Heather's throat. His timing was unfortunate as Heather had began to live with frantically in ordering to make outer space for more cum. But she swallowed slightly before he dropped his cum into her lip and his 2d squirt backed up onto his first. Heather found her sassing filled with sticky cum and she frantically swished it around to make blank for to a greater extent as her mouth rapist spurted again and again. In cattiness of her endeavor, gobs of viscid seminal fluid escaped from her back talk and smeared across her impudence and chin.

Kevin kept his peter trench in Scots heather's unwilling ass as he unloaded his hot jism. She felt it splatter in her rectum as he jerked and twitched, releasing ropes of hot goo into her ass. She had never felt as filled up as she did at that minute. Two men, cock deep in either face of her, shooting tar of jizz into her holes.

"HEATHER…. ”. The vocalization wasn't more than 30 grand away. heather mixture could see her husbands bang under the screens that kept her and her rapists from his view.

"HEATHER…. ”.

"What the nookie ?"said Kevin, pulling out from her ass, creating an audible pop noise as the head of his prick emerged.

"Who the fuck is that ?"

"I don't know"gasped Matt, still pumping into Heather's mouth."Just let me finish ”.

He spurted twice more and heather mixture swallowed promptly having now timed her sucking and swallowing with his spurts. A endorsement later, he pulled her hair back up and his still pulsing cock emerged from her lip rouge smeared face.

"Let's get out of here ”, said matte."We're previous anyway ”.

The men stood and fixed themselves while heather lay on the ground, nude and crying.

"What about her"asked matt."Should we do what we agreed ?"

Heather shivered, wondering what that meant.

"Yup ”, replied Kevin.

The men grabbed Heather and dragged her up. A little of Matt's cum had found it's way into her eyes and she felt a familiar sting as her sight got fuzzy.

"HEATHER….."called Keith, now barely twenty yards away.

Kevin took the corduroy from around Scots heather's neck and tied it quickly around her wrist in front end of her. Dragging her nude and dirty, stained dead body to the near steel upright, the men lifted her arms high above her head, hooking the electric cord over a cross man and tying a quick but sturdy knot.

heather mixture stood nude on her tip toes, swaying slightly and dancing against her will as she struggled to appease just. Each man slapped her bare ass and crudely grabbed her teat and pussy one terminal time.

"Thank you ma'am"said Kevin as they walked away savoring the vista of her nude statue and abused body, hands high in the air, bosom and pussy on full display. A melt off trickle of semen emerged from her arse and ran down heather mixture's intimate thigh. The men grabbed her discarded underwear, placing her tiny panties into her mouth and wrapping her bra around her neck before tightening it between her teeth to produce a lewd gag. They kicked the eternal rest of wearing apparel further under the stall before stepping back to and taking one last look.

"HEATHER….."cried Keith just as two men emerged from under the bleachers.

"Who ?"said Kevin looking up to see Keith approaching.

"Scots heather. My wife. blonde. garden pink top. Seen her ?"

"Not surely ”, said Kevin."But I'm certain she's around here someplace. Probably not far. honest luck !"

Keith walked away as his wife, just a few understructure away felt her tears pour down her cum splattered face.

"HEATHER…..".