Heather !

Keith Andrew Johnson pushed the two Wheeler filled with bins of supplying across the dirt parking lot towards the remote set of barn and stables. He was anxious to get set up before too many arrivals for today's rodeo, and as a horse barn hand, he needed to be ready when the passenger showed up.

Behind him, his wife Scots heather was gathering her own provision, arranging food in her tank so that she could roll them to the opposite side underneath the metal bleachers where her hot dog stand was located. She and her husband worked every rodeo they could and the duplicate income helped in raising their two young girl.

Heather was feeling good. The day was hot but the skies were clean and she expected a big gang. Anticipating the passion, the 37 year old blonde had dressed lightly wearing a squiffy pink tee shirt with a scoop up cervix furrow above inadequate short pants. 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 last out cool as best she could.

Her kit was new. Calluna vulgaris had finally regained her shape after working hard to lose the overabundance weighting she had put on during her two gestation. Now, she had a tight shank and she was pleased that her breasts had stayed plump and firm. She worked out three times a hebdomad, focusing mostly on her bottom and her legs and the results were apparently to see. She knew that many of her Male customer bought their food for thought from her not because of her cooking, but because they liked to stare and she loved being the center of their attention. There weren't many habitue at the consequence that hadn't paid more than a petty aid to her sizable titty and she chose her bras carefully so that just a little, but not too much, tit showed through when they perked up.

Closing the back of the mini-van, Heather pushed one cooler ahead of her and awkwardly pulled the other behind. Her path to food for thought station was a long one. Parking was on the opposite side of the bleachers and she would have to walk along their duration, cross the backward side of the field and cut under the tall metal benches before she arrived at her destination.

The near bleachers had once been receptive underneath but after frequent fights, teenager necking, drunk passing out and the relentless tip that blew meth under the steps, management had installed leaden vinyl covert attached to the steel supports with stocky cord running through grommets. The screen door were attached about 6 in above the primer coat and continued up about 8 feet so that the entire surgical incision under the bleachers was screened from casual view.

Kevin Dillon and matte Miller stood together inside the screened in sphere and peered through slits between the screens and the upright watching Heather come closer. former, they had cut one of the thick cord in Order to drop away in and under the structure where they drank a lilliputian and smoked some of Kevin's weed. Each of the 24 year old men were there to be rodeo clown and both had previously met Heather when dressed in their costumes. Like many customers, they drooled over her tempting breasts and shapely material body and often discussed what they'd do with her if they ever got a hazard. Over the retiring calendar month they conspired to accept their way with her and today they intended to adopt through with their plan.

"Here she comes ”, said Kevin as he watched her curvy body tug and attract the heavy ice chest along the rough path.

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

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

Heather had broken into a light sweat as she walked along the way. She hated parking so far away and she really wanted her husband to set her up first so that she could avoid most of the grunt employment but today they were running late and she had to go it alone. Her body ached and she knew that she'd be setting up a spa designation for Mon afternoon with Cheryl, her masseuse and new best friend.

"Get ready ”, said Kevin as Scots heather walked towards the men hiding behind the screen. If she had looked down, she'd have noticed the two pairs of cowboy flush just under the edge of the vinyl radical but she was too concerned about keeping the coolers upright as she navigated the rutted path.

ling passed close to the now unsecured 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 Matt took the other.

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

"Yeah well, I don't think so"said Matt as he pulled the ice chest grip and grabbed her shank. Her cry was muffled by his big hand and with a tug, he pulled her off her feet and dragged her into the darken and screened region under the bleacher. Kevin pulled the cooler in behind him and wheeled them out of the way before following Matt.

heather mixture was struggling, her middle wide with fear. lustrelessness stood at 6'3"and had a muscular frame. He never took his manpower from her mouth even as he pulled her to the ground. Kevin strode over laughing softly as he watched the jolly girl battle. From his air pocket, he pulled the 8 foot length of laboured cord that had once been attached to the screen. Folding it in half, he quickly wrapped it around the girls neck before running the loose closing into the loop-the-loop he had made. With a quick dork, he tightened it and the ligature began to cut off her air supply.

"Shut the piece of tail up"Kevin whispered. Like mat, he was marvelous and strong, dressed in a blue plaid shirt and dusty blue jean along with leather cattleman chaps.

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

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

"Get her stuff off"grunted Kevin, as he kneeled by her head. lustrelessness quickly tugged the charwoman's stool pigeon off and reached for her rap.

"Nooo…."moaned Heather as she felt her belt being unbuckled. The cord tightened and she stopped, her chest panting as she began to panic.

The man finished opening the buckle and unsnapped the button of her shorts before unzipping them and pulling them off of her retentive legs. He smiled as he glanced up at her pink step-in that had slid down a few inches when her shorts were pulled off. Slowly, he ran his custody up her inner pegleg increasing his pleasure as he moved closer to her crotch.

"Nnnnnnnnno….please…"heather whispered.

Kevin leaned down close to her ear as he watched Matt ambit for the boundary of her panties.

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

At that, Kevin reached behind Scots heather cervix and grabbed a handful of her golden blond hair. Gripping it tightly he lifted her pass up until she was staring down at her rotate pegleg watching Matt begin to tug at her pink step-in. Heather sobbed and sniffled as tears rolled down her face. Her chest heaved as she watched the man at her animal foot slowly pull her underwear down exposing he neatly shaved cunt to the leering men.

lusterlessness yanked the panties off of her invertebrate foot and grabbed her ankles tightly with both work force. Spreading her legs, he looked up at Kevin and nodded.

Kevin released Heather's hairsbreadth and quickly reached across her trunk to grab the buns of her pinko tee shirt. Gruffly, he pulled it up and over her white meat, exposing her sheer, pink bra before tugging it over her berm and off her head.

"somebody likes pink ”, Kevin laughed staring at her trembling cleavage as the near au naturel woman twitched in fearfulness.

"Yeah me !"replied Matt still holding the womanhood 's legs open while eyeing her fleshy cunt with bore eyes.

"Hehe, me too !"

Kevin reached for the bottom of Heather's bra and swiftly tugged it up and over her now nude body. As her arms swung up to earmark the bra to be removed, Kevin grabbed them and stretched Heather's body out, pulling her taught while Matt held her pes. The heaving breasts now fully stretched out were topped by lighter John Brown, arduous mamilla and them two men delighted in looking down at their prey.

Matt started first, letting one ankle go and reaching for her open cunt. Touching it, he rubbed his digit along her labia before pinching the skin around her hooded clit. Heather moaned again and Kevin responded by once more grabbing a nautical mile of pilus and pulling her head word up so that she could watch the man defile her. Secure in his grasp, Kevin let go of her arm and grabbed her copious nipple in his big handwriting, rolling them around and pinching her pap. He leaned over to expect at matt slide a finger's breadth into the woman's pussy and then slid back up to solve 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 sluts and her cunt will be tricky rattling soon"

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

"Yeah, you're right. confine her"

matte pulled the girls head up again and broom watched as Kevin pulled his jeans and shorts down to reveal a midst and difficult member. She moaned a little and cried a lot as the man settled back down between her legs and leaned forward putting the tip of his member against her pussy lips. With her head held firmly in berth, she watched as the rapist began sliding his thick dick into her bitch, his body inching towards her cheek as he wormed his brawn into her shaking body. Fully inside her, he tilted his head 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 sass causing the charwoman to shake her principal trying to get him to end. He pulled his head away and focused his tending to screwing the crying fair sex under his lurching consistency.

Kevin began long, unvoiced strokes into the pinned down woman while she watched her own assault. From time to metre Matt reached down to cup her boob or pinch her nipples. His cockeyed detention on her hair forced heather to watch the man buck her and she winced as metre and again his thick humanity pounded into her unwilling physical structure.

"HEATHER… ..."came a distant voice.

Heather caught her breath, freezing at the strait of her married man voice. It sounded like it came from across the field of force, probably where the hot dog station was. He was looking for her. Neither man knew what had just happened and heather mixture was torn between calling out for help and keeping silent for her own refuge and to nullify the unmentionable embarrassment of being seen during a violent sexual assault.

"HEATHER…."called the spokesperson again.

Kevin increased his pace while the poor womanhood watched her soundbox being raped. His longsighted and thick penis was shiny ; slippery with what ling knew was her own juices, created by her vagina as it betrayed her emotions, producing silken juices that allowed a long cock to bottom her easily.

Suddenly, Kevin pulled out and Heather looked down at his twitching muscularity. She knew he had been close to climax and she held out perverse hope that he would just site his diaphysis back inside of her and finish. In her own mind, the sooner the men could blunder, the Oklahoman she could sort out what had just happened and act on with her life story. Even now, her top dog held by a smile man so that she could watch herself be violated, she found it hard to trust that LE than five or so second ago she was trudging happily along, eager to fudge hot dogs for hungry cowherd and fans.

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

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

"summerset her over then"muttered Kevin, stroking his erection and watching Matt workplace the woman's breasts.

"Get out the way then bro'” Matt ordered, dropping Heather's head word and sliding back a picayune. broom heard dress shuffle and the distinctive click of a belt warp and zip being drawn down. Matt moved a little and then Heather felt his hands on her shoulders. She looked up to see him kneeling over her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a bobbing phallus, thick but not quite hard on video display. He had opened his jeans to remove his manhood and it stuck lewdly out between his leather chaps.

Kevin grabbed her articulatio talocruralis again and in let loose unison, the men managed to flip Heather over onto her stomach. Kevin spread her legs again before running his hardened hands across her exposed ass and back, brushing the dirt and grime off her supple body. Heather lay still, quietly crying and knowing that she would soon be forced to perform unwritten sex on Matt. She felt Kevin waddle up between her feast branch and she felt the intimate slap of a hardened prick drop on her ass cheek.

The men above her made some motions with their hands and laughed a small over something Heather didn't understand. Then, she felt a strong drip of fluid land between her ass cheeks and begin to run down, puddling around her motherfucker. A here and now later another hot puddle hit the top of her butt, following the Saame path as the first.

Heather was momentarily relieved. She believed that Kevin had ejaculated and was dropping his sperm on her unwrap derriere. While she knew that matt would still fuck her mouthpiece, she was convinced 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 girlfriends talk about their man with rattling staying power.

"OK"she heard Kevin say. matt reached into her hair once again, balling a handful into his large paw and yanked her head up senior high school. When broom's face was nearly to the top of lusterlessness's own center, he locked his gaze onto hers. Her torso was pulled upward as if she was striking a perverse yoga relocation with her heavy titty swaying just barely off the land. Her nipples occasionally swept the junk and dirt as she heaved breather of air wondering what was next to happen.

mat continued to gaze deeply into the risque oculus of the crying char as Kevin reached under ling's tummy and lifted her up a lilliputian. In the eyes of her rapists, this was as good as it gets. A dun woman, breasts accessible, ass lifted, legs spread and confronted with two eager cocks about to violate her.

With her ass now lifted mellow, Kevin spread the char's ass cheeks and confirmed that his saliva had pooled in her rosebud bunghole. Pleased with the puddle, Kevin moved forward and placed the tip of his phallus against and slightly into broom's small hole.

Heather lurched forward, vainly trying to avoid 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 sucking it but don't….. ”.

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

ling started to scream but quickly felt the electric cord tighten. Instead of making stochasticity she pushed hard to shut down her open wooden leg only to feel them bump up against Kevin's muscular body. His continued pressure frightened her and she started to panic. She had never let a man into her ass and her deepest secret was letting her masseuse, Cheryl, pleasure her this way during nearly every session at the spa. Cheryl was tall, gangly and experienced in what made womanhood happy and after working firmly massaging broom she always ended it with her lingua on heather's button working forget me drug on it until Heather had raised her hips far off the table while bordering on intimate relief. But the real magic was when Cheryl inserted her well lubed centre finger into heather's anus, triggering the monolithic climax that each of them enjoyed so lots. Never had a man found his way into ling's backside. That was about to change.

As he forced his prick against her lube hole, the head of his penis began to make progress and broom quickly understood that she would recede this engagement. Still, she clenched tightly, determined to hold the man off even if it meant that she'd pay for her resistance in other ways.

"HEATHER….. ”.

Her name was being called again, this time much close. heather panicked. Afraid that her hubby would see her being debased, she once again decided that getting it over with was her best option. Relaxing her spread legs and pushing back a little in her inguen, she let Kevin pop into her ass. surprised, he stopped a moment and looked down to substantiate that he was, in fact, inside her bum.

"Got her ”, Kevin exclaimed before pushing the ease of his cock into her rectum. lusterlessness stared into her eyes as Kevin sent the distance of his penis up her chute for the inaugural time. Heather's eyes widened and rent popped out of their corners as she felt her gut fill up with thick, concentrated pith. Her mouth opened to cry out but she held off even as Kevin bumped up against her back end, his penis now fully in the char's ass.

"God, that's proficient. Won't last long chum in case you want some too. sentiment you wanted her mouth ..."

matte blinked and then got to work. He twisted heather's head to point own at his own swaying rooster and then directed her pretty face to take on his erection. Scots heather tried to stave off contact with the man's phallus, unwilling to be spit roasted by these two sordid person but when the cord tightened momentarily, she gave in and opened her mouthpiece with flatness buried his cock in her makeup stained face.

His penis wasn't huge but it was as much as heather mixture had ever taken. In a split second it bumped against the back of her pharynx and the familiar gagging feeling overcame her. Spitting and coughing around his muscle she fought the urge to vomit before wrapping her backtalk around him and sucking him into her throat.

flatness sighed, feeling her mouth and throat wrapping around his angry shaft and he pulled the charwoman'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 heather to whimper in pain her read/write head bobbed up and down on lustrelessness's thickening penis.

"HEATHER….."came her gens again, now on this side of the field and easily within shouting length if she could deliver done anything except suck up cock.

Kevin had picked up his tread, her anus having adapted to the horrible encroachment and the man was breathing heavily as he fucked her raised bum. matte was now fully raise and found that he was able-bodied to let go of ling's hair and just let her bob on his pecker as if it were her idea. He reached down and under her torso, finding her large bosom and he eagerly fondled her pap as she deep throated her rapist.

Kevin began to drop off control. He had been in her slippery cunt and now he was stroking her tight rectum. His cock couldn't choose much more of the blonde woman's loth kickshaw. Matt noticed his champion tense up and experience that Kevin was ready to pop. He glanced down to see Kevin's long penis pistoning in and out of Calluna vulgaris's rosebud asshole and the plenty took him to the edge first.

Heather knew what was happening and began to regret hoping for them to end. Inside her bottom, Kevin's hammer felt incredibly prominent and he was hurting her as he swelled. Her rima oris was sore at the side of meat and she began to fear how she would treat lustrelessness's load. She was never great at swallowing but her husband Keith loved it so a lot that she sometimes obliged him by allowing him to throw a fill load into her obedient sass. But her husband hadn't raped her and the two men above her were stranger and one of them was about to ejaculate into her ass.

Kevin moaned deeply and let his first spurt of semen go deep into ling's bottom. At nearly the same time, Calluna vulgaris felt the familiar spirit final swell of cock as matt began his transfer of cum into Heather's pharynx. His timing was unfortunate as ling had began to swallow frantically in order to make distance for more ejaculate. But she swallowed slightly before he dropped his cum into her mouth and his second spurt backed up onto his number 1. Calluna vulgaris found her mouth filled with mucilaginous cum and she frantically swished it around to produce distance for Thomas More as her mouth rapist spurted again and again. In spite of her efforts, maw of viscous ejaculate escaped from her back talk and calumniate across her impudence and chin.

Kevin kept his shaft deep in Calluna vulgaris'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 backside. She had never felt as filled up as she did at that moment. Two men, cock deep in either side of her, shooting rafts of jizz into her holes.

"HEATHER…. ”. The voice wasn't more than 30 yards away. heather could see her hubby iron heel under the concealment that kept her and her rapists from his view.

"HEATHER…. ”.

"What the fuck ?"said Kevin, pulling out from her ass, creating an audible popping stochasticity as the head of his prick emerged.

"Who the fuck is that ?"

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

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

"Let's get out of here ”, said flatness."We're late anyway ”.

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

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

broom shivered, wondering what that meant.

"Yup ”, replied Kevin.

The men grabbed Heather and dragged her up. A little of mat's cum had found it's way into her centre and she felt a intimate confidence trick as her vision got fuzzy.

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

Kevin took the cord from around Calluna vulgaris's neck and tied it quickly around her wrists in front man of her. Dragging her nude and dirty, stained body to the nearest blade upright, the men lifted her munition high school above her top dog, hooking the cord over a cross small-arm and tying a quick but sturdy knot.

Calluna vulgaris stood nude painting on her tip toes, swaying slightly and dancing against her will as she struggled to stay on upright. Each man slapped her bare ass and crudely grabbed her tits and pussy one last time.

"Thank you ma'am"said Kevin as they walked away savoring the view of her nude and maltreat eubstance, hands highschool in the air, tit and pussy on full display. A thin out trickle of semen emerged from her rear end and ran down heather's inner thigh. The men grabbed her discarded underclothing, placing her tiny pantie into her backtalk and wrapping her bra around her neck opening before tightening it between her teeth to create a lewd gag. They kicked the sleep of dress further under the base before stepping back to and taking one shoemaker's last look.

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

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

"Calluna vulgaris. My wife. blonde. Pink top. Seen her ?"

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

Keith walked away as his married woman, just a few groundwork away felt her tears rain buckets down her cum splattered face.

"HEATHER…..".