Emily was driving her brand new red BMW exchangeable Rebecca West on US 30. It was a warm springtime morning and she had top down and her flowing blonde hair trailing wildly behind her in the wind. She had set out this first light on a quest for what a friend had described as the most wild organic ganja to be had anywhere. She was now 2 hours away from her menage in a posh neighborhood of vale Forge, Pennsylvania. The friend had told here there was this Amish veg stand near Lancastrian line where they sold the most excellent pot. It was a undefined description but this was a good day for a drive in the country.

She smiled as the warm sun beat down on her bare shoulders and thigh. She was wearing a small-scale light sundress and her favorite distich of sleep together me heels. She was feeling fun and flirty and had had forgone underwear. Her shaved pussy was occasionally bared as the jazz whipped the fanny of the dress around. The mammilla of Emily 's C cup chest were hard and readily apparent though the thin material and a soupcon of her large dark areola peeked out the top.

She looked down at the fuel gauge and realized that she was running low on gas. She had n't seen a Wawa in half an time of day but there was something called Turkey Hill up ahead that had gas pumps. She pulled in and whipped out her father 's platinum circuit board and started to gas up the car. When the tankful was full, she realized how thirsty she was. She headed inside the entrepot and saw a cute Lester Willis Young man alone behind the counter. She wondered just how much absolve stuff she could scam from him with how little effort.

Her first target was a diet Pepsi and a low bag of chips. Just for fun she grabbed a banana and a box of condoms. She took the point up to the cash register and watched as the boy, he seemed about her age, maybe a year or two jr. gulped as he rang up the purchases.

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

'' Oh no ! '' she sighed, rubbing her helping hand over her white meat, teasing the sharpness of her sun apparel down baring a steer of brownish areola. `` I forgot my money. I do n't acknowledge what I can do. ``

The boy behind the counted was stunned. His eyes were panoptic open and sweat covered his pimply brow. `` Um. That 's $ 11.28 '' He said still in shock.

Emily sighed and lowered the edge of her top revealing her replete chest and hard teat. She pinched the nipple and said. `` I need all of this hooey you see, but I ca n't pay for it. I 'm hungry and thirsty so I need the Pepsi Cola and chips. I 'm meeting my boyfriend later so I need the prophylactic and the banana… '' She giggled and raised the hem of her sundress revealing her shaved puss with full dripping lip 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 bank clerk 's nose and he shuddered in pleasure when he smelled her pussy succus on it. Emily was sure that she had just made him cum in his pants.

'' ask it. '' He said.

She collected her haul and walked out to her car. She opened the Pepsi Cola and dumped the rest of the stuff in the trashcan. He boyfriend was so honorable she never needed the banana tree, and being on the pill she did n't need the rubber, and who could yield the calorie of the white potato chips.

backbone onto the road she was making up for lost time. 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 augury with the name of the town she was entering. `` sexual congress '' she giggled and then realized there was a car coming at her in the opposite direction. She swung the rack hard over and the BMW 's tire squealed in protest. She felt the leftover side tyre start to move up up and jammed the clutch and break at the same metre. She realized it was futile as the whole car lifted off the route and started to cartwheel into the adjacent field. It landed nose first deploying the airbags, and then onto its tail and the trajectory flattened out and Emily was spinning until the car came to a full point with a compaction and a big amount of dark, dirty smelling, material fell into the car on top of her.

'' Shit '' She screamed.

'' Pretty much. '' came the vocalism of a man who was sitting on the front of the now ruined manure spreader. The man was in his 50s with black pants and suspenders, a blue shirt and a husk hat. He had a long salinity and black pepper beard, but with no mustache it was a distinctly odd look, that she recognized as belonging to the Amish.

He got down off of the cart like widget and began to try and solace the affiliated horse.

'' Shtey, Shtey '' he whispered in the horse 's ear as it tried to pull 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 avail me ? '' Emily whined flinging asshole around.

'' You side, always in a Benjamin Rush always with difficulty making. You can wait, de gymnastic horse would be itself hurting. ``

Emily was struggling with her seat belt when she saw the man bend down and pull a tongue out of his thrill. She screamed. He then deftly cut off her seat belted ammunition with the razor tart tongue. He wiped the knife off on the his pants and then reached down into the car. Emily felt his strong calloused bridge player close around her. One under her second joint and the other around her shoulder. The man lifted her out of the car as if she were nothing.

She was scared. This Fannie Merritt Farmer could do anything he wanted to her and she would be powerless to resist his strength. He set her gently down and she realized her state. In accession to being covered in shit the top of her sundress was charge and her left boob was hanging out. There was another tear up the vertebral column of her wearing apparel which showed off her ass and when she bent over her pussy. The foul smelling stuff was everywhere. She started to cry as a state policeman pulled up.

'' Hey Zedekiah ! '' the policeman said has he got out and walked across the field of operations. `` They said you had some English problem. '' The police officer looked over at Emily who was desperately trying to continue herself. He then looked at the crash of her car. `` licence and validation of indemnity. ``

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

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

She bent over the threshold of her car and started pawing through the clog up smelling stuff. She could sense her pussy bare to the air when she felt something push into her. She looked back and there was the Amish man with his pants around his ankle joint and his monolithic stopcock pounding into her.

She squealed as she felt his hawkshaw violate her. He was much orotund than her fellow and he was pounding her hard. He put a bridge player on the spine of her head and pushed her face first into the manure. She was just starting to enjoy the shtup when she felt his squirt up into her and the clout out. She was beginning to get hornlike 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 gasp back up. She stood up and tried brushing the dirt off her face.

'' I may hold to take away you with me. There was quite a bit of property terms and you do n't have any identification. This car might be stolen. '' She looked at the cop in horror. He had his slate book out and was writing down information when she realized that his fly was down and his pant were obviously tented. Emily knew what she had to do. She bent over and pulled the ship's officer cock free and started to suck on it. As she sucked he bent reached down and started to rub her breast. Emily felt her teat harden as she bobbed her head on the officer 's cock. She was humiliated but she knew there was naught she could do. If she did n't do this she would spend the next 48 hours nearly naked in a holding mobile phone someplace trying to get a hold of her parents and even then there would be piffling they could do but carry bail bond. The policeman was essentially untouchable. He was a civil servant and in any event who would conceive the word of someone who flipped a car 200 human foot into a field and crashed it into a buggy.

She continued to work the pig dick as she realized that it was her only way out of the plight. She had prided herself on her cock sucking in the past tense and was now her very best. She wrapped on script around the policeman 's sinewy thigh and snaked her early hand into his pants. She took her hand and started to gently massage his orchis. She felt them begin to stiffen up an slammed her face against the copper private parts. His peter was choking her but she controlled her gag reflex and swallowed hard milking the unfermented cum out of his cock and rinsing the tell on taste from her mouth. She pulled back coughing and started to stroke his gumshoe with her deal getting the last moment of cum into her mouth. She zipped up the copper fly and then stood up.

'' well I guess you are who you say you are. I am going to have to sight you for causing the accident and failure to produce cogent evidence of insurance. ``

The Amish man cleared his pharynx. `` You and I are n't the only aggrieved party here. '' He nodded his head towards the now obviously manlike plow sawhorse. While she had been servicing the men the horse had grown excited. It 's massive hammer reached almost to the ground. It was as big as her arm both in duration and girth.

The cop nodded and pointed at the horses tremendous cock. `` It 's not going to imbibe 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 breastfeed on it there was a salty ammonia taste to it. She leaned her os frontale against the side of the sawhorse and got another three column inch into her rima oris. She started to tongue the yap and realized she could probably get a digit up inside. She did n't dare try it though. She was jacking the horse hard while suck on the tip when she felt something press against her son of a bitch. She was n't sure enough who was coming back for arcsecond but she knew she had to go with it.

The penis ramming into her Virgo the Virgin ass felt monumental. She could n't narrate as it stretched her out. The pain was intense and it felt like she was being torn apart. She felt a pair of balls slap against her twat lips and the sensation reversed itself as the cock was pulled out of her. She felt empty as it pulled out of her and she tried to compensate by sucking the horses stopcock in deeper. The horse whinnied and stamped in commendation and she sped up her deal motions.

The pecker pressed back into her ass and she felt full. While her arse stung she was beginning to feel some pleasance from it. The stopcock pulled in and out and she started to match the motions on the Equus caballus. She felt the horse 's prance start to tumesce even more and she gagged and pulled back just to be hit in the face with what must have been a cup of cum and that was just the 1st blast. As the cavalry came cauterize hands grabbed her ass and pulled her back, driving the penis deep into her. She could feel him throbbing and pulsing, emptying cum into her ass. She shuddered herself surrounded by sex and cum and rat she orgasmed, the look of horse and damn filling her nostrils, the pain in her ass and now that she thought about it her whole physical structure blending into one massive pleasurable moment. 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 remains of her dress and used it to pass over the massive amount of knight cum off her font. The police officer wrapped her in a blanket and sat her in the back of his cruiser and was calling the stroke in. Her father had a limo from Harrisburg there in half an hour along with a check to pay for the terms to spreader. She spent the three hour ride home wondering what she was going to do, and wishing that she had managed to make some of the pot .