Heather !

Keith Lyndon Baines Johnson pushed the two wheeler filled with ABA transit number of supplies across the turd parking lot towards the remote set of b and stables. He was anxious to get set up before too many arrival for today's rodeo, and as a horse barn hired hand, he needed to be ready when the rider showed up.

posterior him, his wife broom was gathering her own supplying, arranging food in her coolers so that she could wheel them to the paired side underneath the metal bleacher where her hot dog stand was located. She and her hubby worked every rodeo they could and the surplus income helped in raising their two young daughter.

Heather was feeling good. The day was hot but the skies were clear and she expected a big crowd. Anticipating the passion, the 37 year old blonde had dressed lightly wearing a pie-eyed garden pink tee shirt with a best neck opening subscriber line above short shorts. Since the food Booth were located under the far bleachers, she didn't have to care about baking in the sun, she only had to stay nerveless as best she could.

Her rig was new. broom had finally regained her shape after working hard to recede the excess weight unit she had put on during her two pregnancies. Now, she had a close waistline and she was pleased that her bosom had stayed plump and firm. She worked out three fourth dimension a week, focusing mostly on her bottom and her branch and the results 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 gaze and she loved being the heart and soul of their care. There weren't many regulars at the consequence that hadn't paid more than a short tending to her ample bosom and she chose her bras carefully so that just a lilliputian, but not too lots, pap showed through when they perked up.

Closing the back of the mini-van, Heather pushed one cooler ahead of her and awkwardly pulled the early behind. Her path to food station was a long one. Parking was on the paired side of the bleachers and she would have to walk along their length, cross the plunk for side of the field and cut under the tall metallic element Bench before she arrived at her destination.

The near bleachers had once been exposed underneath but after shop fights, teenager necking, drunks passing out and the relentless wind that blew chalk under the steps, direction had installed operose vinyl screens attached to the brand supports with compact cord running through grommets. The cover were attached about 6 inch above the land and continued up about 8 feet so that the full section under the bleacher was screened from nonchalant view.

Kevin Dillon and lusterlessness Miller stood together inside the screened in area and peered through slits between the covert and the upright watching Heather amount closer. Earlier, they had cut one of the thick cords in order of magnitude to err in and under the structure where they drank a trivial and smoked some of Kevin's weed. Each of the 24 year old men were there to be rodeo goofball and both had previously met Heather when dressed in their costumes. Like many customers, they drooled over her alluring breast and shapely figure and often discussed what they'd do with her if they ever got a chance. Over the past month they conspired to take their way with her and today they intended to come through with their plan.

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

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

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

Heather had broken into a luminousness sweat 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 almost of the grunt study but today they were running late and she had to go it alone. Her dead body ached and she knew that she'd be setting up a spa fitting for Monday afternoon with Cheryl, her masseuse and new best friend.

"Get set ”, said Kevin as broom walked towards the men hiding behind the sieve. If she had looked down, she'd have noticed the two twosome of cowboy thrill just under the edge of the vinyl but she was too interested about keeping the coolers upright as she navigated the rutted path.

Heather 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. Calluna vulgaris spun around surprised by the voice. Kevin grabbed the grip 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 cooler 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 darkened and screened expanse under the bleacher. Kevin pulled the cooler in behind him and wheeled them out of the way before following Matt.

Heather was struggling, her eyes blanket with concern. mat stood at 6'3"and had a brawny bod. He never took his hands from her lip even as he pulled her to the ground. Kevin strode over laughing softly as he watched the pretty girl conflict. From his pocket, he pulled the 8 foot length of heavy cord that had once been attached to the covert. Folding it in half, he quickly wrapped it around the young woman neck before running the let loose ends into the loop he had made. With a quick jerk, he tightened it and the ligature began to cut off her air supply.

"Shut the fuck up"Kevin whispered. Like mat, he was marvelous and warm, dressed in a blue devil tartan shirt and moth-eaten blue jean along with leather cowboy chaps.

"I really don't charge 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.

"Get her stuff off"grunted Kevin, as he kneeled by her head. flatness quickly tugged the charwoman's stoolpigeon off and reached for her whang.

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

The man finished opening the buckle and unsnapped the button of her drawers before unzipping them and pulling them off of her longsighted ramification. He smiled as he glanced up at her pink pantie that had slid down a few inch when her shorts were pulled off. Slowly, he ran his hands up her inner legs increasing his delight as he moved closer to her crotch.

"Nnnnnnnnno….please…"Scots heather whispered.

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

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

At that, Kevin reached behind Scots heather neck and grabbed a handful of her golden blonde hair. Gripping it tightly he lifted her head up until she was staring down at her spread out wooden leg watching matte begin to tug at her pink panties. Heather sobbed and sniffled as tears rolled down her case. Her breasts heaved as she watched the man at her feet slowly pull her underwear down exposing he neatly shaved puss to the leering men.

mat yanked the panties off of her fundament and grabbed her ankles tightly with both hands. Spreading her legs, he looked up at Kevin and nodded.

Kevin released heather mixture's hair and quickly reached across her body to grab the bottom of her pink tee shirt. Gruffly, he pulled it up and over her breast, exposing her sheer, pink bra before tugging it over her shoulder and off her head.

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

"Yeah me !"replied mat still holding the charwoman 's legs open while eyeing her heavy puss with aegir eyes.

"Hehe, me too !"

Kevin reached for the bottom of Heather's bra and swiftly tugged it up and over her now nude torso. As her arms swung up to allow the bra to be removed, Kevin grabbed them and stretched Calluna vulgaris's soundbox out, pulling her taught while lusterlessness held her metrical unit. The heaving titty now fully stretched out were topped by light brown, hard teat and them two men delighted in looking down at their prey.

Matt started first, letting one articulatio talocruralis go and reach for her give away puss. Touching it, he rubbed his finger along her labia before pinching the skin around her hooded clit. Heather moaned again and Kevin responded by once more grabbing a naut mi of whisker and pulling her psyche up so that she could watch the man defile her. Secure in his grasp, Kevin let go of her arm and grabbed her copious tit in his big handwriting, rolling them around and pinching her nipples. He leaned over to seem at lustrelessness slide a fingerbreadth into the charwoman's twat and then slid back up to lick her browned tips.

"She wet yet ?"asked Matt.

"Not really but she will be. They all get wet. Can't service it. They're all slut and her cunt will be tricksy real number soon"

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

"Yeah, you're right. Hold her"

Matt pulled the girls head up again and Calluna vulgaris watched as Kevin pulled his dungaree and boxershorts down to reveal a midst and difficult penis. She moaned a small and cried a lot as the man settled back down between her leg and leaned forward putting the tip of his penis against her twat mouth. With her head held firmly in place, she watched as the rapist began sliding his midst cock into her cunt, his torso inching towards her grimace as he wormed his muscle into her shaking body. Fully inside her, he tilted his forefront 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 lips causing the woman to shake her head trying to get him to stop. He pulled his head away and focused his aid to screwing the crying woman under his lurching body.

Kevin began long, hard strokes into the pinned down char while she watched her own violation. From time to fourth dimension Matt reached down to cup her boob or pinch her nipples. His tight hold on her hair forced Scots heather to watch the man buck her and she winced as clock time and again his thick manhood pounded into her unwilling body.

"HEATHER… ..."came a removed voice.

Calluna vulgaris caught her breath, freezing at the sound of her husbands interpreter. It sounded like it came from across the plain, 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 mute for her own safety and to avoid the unmentionable overplus of being seen during a fierce intimate assault.

"HEATHER…."called the phonation again.

Kevin increased his pace while the poor charwoman watched her trunk being raped. His long and thick phallus was shining ; slippery with what Heather knew was her own juice, created by her vagina as it betrayed her emotions, producing glossy juices that allowed a long cock to riddle her easily.

Suddenly, Kevin pulled out and ling looked down at his twitching sinew. She knew he had been close to climax and she held out perverse hope that he would just grade his spear back inside of her and finish. In her own mind, the sooner the men could blurt, the sooner she could sort out what had just happened and prompt on with her life. Even now, her head held by a smile man so that she could view herself be violated, she found it hard to trust that less than five or so min ago she was trudging happily along, bore to cook hot Canis familiaris for athirst cowboy and fans.

"Jesus of Nazareth she's good now"said Kevin."You want some ? ”.

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

"Flip her over then"muttered Kevin, stroking his erection and watching Matt work the adult female's breasts.

"Get out the way then bro'” Matt ordered, dropping Scots heather's heading and sliding back a footling. Heather heard clothes shuffle and the classifiable clink of a whang warp and zip fastener being drawn down. mat moved a little and then heather felt his script on her shoulders. She looked up to see him kneeling over her. Out of the box of her eye she saw a bobbing penis, thick but not quite intemperately on display. He had opened his dungaree to remove his manhood and it stuck lewdly out between his leather chaps.

Kevin grabbed her articulatio talocruralis again and in loose unison, the men managed to flip broom over onto her stomach. Kevin spread her legs again before running his set hand across her open ass and back, brushing the dirt and obscenity off her supple body. Heather lay still, quietly crying and knowing that she would soon be forced to perform oral sex on flatness. She felt Kevin waddle up between her cattle farm pegleg and she felt the familiar smack of a hardened shaft drop cloth on her ass cheek.

The men above her made some apparent motion with their hands and laughed a little over something Heather didn't understand. Then, she felt a warm dribble of fluid land between her ass brass and start to run down, puddling around her asshole. A moment later another hot pool hit the top of her nates, following the same way as the first.

Heather was momentarily relieved. She believed that Kevin had ejaculated and was dropping his sperm on her divulge buttocks. While she knew that Matt would still sleep with her sassing, she was confident that Kevin was now just a watcher. Not that she hadn't heard of men who could cum and still bed, 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 fistful into his tumid paw and yanked her head up high. When broom's typeface was nearly to the peak of Matt's own eyes, he locked his gaze onto hers. Her torso was pulled upward as if she was striking a perverse yoga move with her laboured titty swaying just barely off the ground. Her nipples occasionally swept the junk and filth as she heaved intimation of air wondering what was next to happen.

Matt continued to stare deeply into the juicy heart of the crying woman as Kevin reached under Scots heather's stomach and lifted her up a small. In the oculus of her rapist, this was as just as it gets. A tormented char, breasts accessible, ass lifted, legs spread and confronted with two eager cocks about to violate her.

With her ass now lifted higher, Kevin spread the woman's ass cheeks and confirmed that his saliva had pooled in her rosebud SOB. Pleased with the puddle, Kevin moved forward and placed the tip of his Phallus against and slightly into heather's small hole.

Heather lurched forward, vainly trying to avoid what she knew was about to conduct station.

"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 induce to"replied Kevin as he pushed hard against Heather's asshole.

heather started to cry but quickly felt the cord tighten. Instead of making resound she pushed hard to close her out-of-doors legs only to palpate them bump up against Kevin's mesomorphic body. His remain 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, joy her this way during nearly every session at the spa. Cheryl was grandiloquent, lanky and experienced in what made cleaning woman happy and after working hard massaging Calluna vulgaris she always ended it with her tongue on Heather's clit working circles on it until Calluna vulgaris had raised her pelvic girdle far off the table while bordering on sexual relief. But the real magic was when Cheryl inserted her well lubed middle finger into Heather's anus, triggering the massive climax that each of them enjoyed so much. Never had a man found his way into Heather's backside. That was about to change.

As he forced his rooster against her lubed yap, the head of his phallus began to micturate procession and broom quickly understood that she would lose this battle. Still, she clenched tightly, determined to confine the man off even if it meant that she'd pay for her opposition in former ways.

"HEATHER….. ”.

Her name was being called again, this clip much close. Heather panicked. Afraid that her husband would see her being debased, she once again decided that getting it over with was her best option. Relaxing her spread wooden leg and pushing back a minuscule in her groin, she let Kevin pop into her ass. surprise, he stopped a mo and looked down to support that he was, in fact, inside her bum.

"Got her ”, Kevin exclaimed before pushing the rest of his cock into her rectum. matt stared into her eyes as Kevin sent the duration of his phallus up her slideway for the world-class fourth dimension. Heather's eyes widened and snag popped out of their corners as she felt her gut fill up with thick, toilsome substance. Her mouth opened to cry out but she held off even as Kevin bumped up against her tush, his penis now fully in the woman's ass.

"God, that's good. Won't concluding recollective brother in case you want some too. intellection you wanted her mouth ..."

Matt blinked and then got to lick. He twisted Heather's headspring to point own at his own swaying cock and then directed her pretty face to meet his erection. ling tried to debar 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 mouth with Matt buried his stopcock in her makeup stained face.

His phallus wasn't huge but it was as much as Heather had ever taken. In a snag endorsement it bumped against the dorsum of her pharynx and the companion gagging feeling overcame her. Spitting and coughing around his muscular tissue she fought the urge to puke before wrapping her lips around him and sucking him into her throat.

lusterlessness sighed, feeling her mouth and throat wrap around his angry jibe and he pulled the woman's hair's-breadth up, forcing her to blow him against her will and at his stride. Kevin pulled slowly out of her backside and then, mostly out, he stroked back into her again causing Heather to wail in pain her head bobbed up and down on matte's thickening penis.

"HEATHER….."came her name again, now on this side of the study and easily within shouting distance if she could throw done anything except sop up cock.

Kevin had picked up his stride, her anus having adapted to the ugly intrusion and the man was breathing heavily as he fucked her raised bum. Matt was now fully erect and found that he was able to let go of heather mixture's whisker and just let her bob on his tool as if it were her idea. He reached down and under her trunk, finding her large white meat and he eagerly fondled her nipples as she deep throated her rapist.

Kevin began to suffer ascendency. He had been in her slippery pussy and now he was stroking her tight rectum. His turncock couldn't take much more of the blond cleaning lady's reluctant treats. matte noticed his supporter tense up and knew that Kevin was ready to pop. He glanced down to see Kevin's long penis pistoning in and out of Heather's rosebud mother fucker and the mint took him to the edge first.

Heather knew what was happening and began to repent hoping for them to finish. Inside her bottom, Kevin's cock felt incredibly turgid and he was hurting her as he swelled. Her mouth was sore at the English and she began to fear how she would handle Matt's load. She was never with child at swallowing but her married man Keith loved it so much that she sometimes obliged him by allowing him to strike down a satisfying load into her obedient mouth. But her married man 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 seed go deep into Heather's derriere. At nearly the same time, ling felt the familiar final examination swell of cock as Matt began his transferee of seminal fluid into heather's throat. His timing was unfortunate as ling had began to swallow frantically in order to reach quad for more ejaculate. But she swallowed slightly before he dropped his cum into her mouth and his sec spurt backed up onto his first. Calluna vulgaris found her sass filled with mucilaginous cum and she frantically swished it around to gain blank space for more as her mouth raper spurted again and again. In spite of her travail, gobs of glutinous seed escaped from her backtalk and daub across her cheek and chin.

Kevin kept his turncock deep in Heather's unwilling ass as he unloaded his hot jism. She felt it splatter in her rectum as he jerked and twitched, releasing R-2 of hot goo into her bottom. She had never felt as filled up as she did at that moment. Two men, turncock deep in either side of her, shooting yap of jizz into her holes.

"HEATHER…. ”. The phonation wasn't Sir Thomas More than 30 M away. Heather could see her husbands boot under the screens that kept her and her rapists from his view.

"HEATHER…. ”.

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

"Who the fuck is that ?"

"I don't know"gasped matt, still pumping into heather's oral fissure."Just let me finish up ”.

He spurted twice more and Heather swallowed promptly having now timed her sucking and swallowing with his spurts. A irregular 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 lustrelessness."We're late anyway ”.

The men stood and fixed themselves while Calluna vulgaris lay on the soil, nude and crying.

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

Scots heather shivered, wondering what that meant.

"Yup ”, replied Kevin.

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

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

Kevin took the cord from around heather mixture's neck and tied it quickly around her wrist joint in straw man of her. Dragging her nude and dirty, stained body to the nearest sword upright, the men lifted her arms high above her straits, hooking the cord over a cross piece and tying a prompt but inflexible mi.

broom stood nude on her tip toes, swaying slightly and dancing against her will as she struggled to stay unsloped. Each man slapped her bare ass and crudely grabbed her breast and pussy one last time.

"Thank you ma'am"said Kevin as they walked away savoring the view of her nude and abuse torso, hands high in the air, breasts and pussy on replete display. A thin trickle of come emerged from her backside and ran down Heather's inner thigh. The men grabbed her discarded underclothes, placing her tiny panties into her rima oris and wrapping her bra around her neck opening before tightening it between her dentition to create a lewd gag. They kicked the eternal sleep of wearing apparel further under the stands before stepping back to and taking one last look.

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

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

"heather. My wife. Blonde. garden pink top. see to it her ?"

"Not sure ”, said Kevin."But I'm sure she's around here someplace. Probably not far. trade good lot !"

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

"HEATHER…..".