Heather !

Keith Johnson pushed the two wheeler filled with bank identification number of supplying across the dirt parking lot towards the removed set of barns and stables. He was anxious to get set up before too many reaching for today's rodeo, and as a static hand, he needed to be ready when the riders showed up.

Behind him, his wife Heather was gathering her own supplies, arranging nutrient in her ice chest so that she could wheel them to the opposite side of meat underneath the metal bleacher where her hot dog stand was located. She and her hubby worked every rodeo they could and the extra income helped in raising their two young girl.

Heather was feeling commodity. The day was hot but the skies were clear and she expected a big bunch. Anticipating the heating system, the 37 year old blonde had dressed lightly wearing a tight pinko tee shirt with a take up neck pedigree above short-change shorts. Since the food booths were located under the far bleacher, she didn't have to worry about baking in the sun, she only had to stay chill as best she could.

Her kit was new. Scots heather had finally regained her form after working hard to lose the excess weight she had put on during her two pregnancies. Now, she had a tight waist and she was pleased that her boob had stayed plump and firm. She worked out three times a week, focusing mostly on her bottom and her legs and the results were plain to see. She knew that many of her male customer bought their food from her not because of her cookery, but because they liked to stare and she loved being the nub of their attention. There weren't many habitue at the result that hadn't paid to a greater extent than a trivial attention to her ample tit and she chose her bandeau carefully so that just a short, but not too much, tit showed through when they perked up.

closure the back of the mini-van, Scots heather pushed one cooler ahead of her and awkwardly pulled the early rump. Her itinerary to food station was a long one. Parking was on the opposite side of the bleachers and she would give birth to take the air along their length, cross the plunk for side of the field of study and cut under the grandiloquent metallic element work bench before she arrived at her destination.

The cheeseparing bleachers had once been open underneath but after shop fights, stripling necking, sot passing out and the relentless tip that blew methamphetamine under the steps, management had installed heavy vinyl group screens attached to the brand supports with thick cord running through eyelet. The screens were attached about 6 inches above the footing and continued up about 8 base so that the entire section under the bleacher was screened from free-and-easy view.

Kevin Dillon and lusterlessness Miller stood together inside the screened in orbit and peered through incision between the covert and the uprights watching heather come closer. Earlier, they had cut one of the thick cords in purchase order to luxate in and under the structure where they drank a little and smoked some of Kevin's weed. Each of the 24 year old men were there to be rodeo clowns and both had previously met heather mixture when dressed in their costumes. Like many client, they drooled over her alluring breasts and shapely form and often discussed what they'd do with her if they ever got a chance. Over the retiring month they conspired to accept their way with her and today they intended to follow through with their plan.

"Here she comes ”, said Kevin as he watched her curvy torso tug and displume the heavy cooler along the rough path.

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

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

Heather had broken into a illuminate stew 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 most of the oink work 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 appointment for Monday afternoon with Cheryl, her masseuse and new best friend.

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

Scots heather passed close to the now unsecured screen and the two men stepped out behind her. Kevin took the lead.

"Hey, I can avail with that ”, he said. Scots heather spun around surprised by the voice. Kevin grabbed the handle of one cooler and lustrelessness 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 waist. 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 area under the bleacher. Kevin pulled the ice chest in behind him and wheeled them out of the way before following Matt.

broom was struggling, her eyes wide with concern. lusterlessness stood at 6'3"and had a muscular material body. He never took his hands from her mouth even as he pulled her to the ground. Kevin strode over laughing softly as he watched the pretty female child struggle. From his pocket, he pulled the 8 foot length of grueling cord that had once been attached to the covert. Folding it in half, he quickly wrapped it around the young lady neck before running the loose 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 potent, dressed in a blue plaid shirt and dusty jeans along with leather cowboy chaps.

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

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

"Get her clobber off"grunted Kevin, as he kneeled by her nous. lustrelessness quickly tugged the woman's sneak off and reached for her belt.

"Nooo…."moaned Heather as she felt her whang being unbuckled. The cord tightened and she stopped, her breast heave as she began to panic.

The man finished opening the warp and unsnapped the button of her shorts before unzipping them and pulling them off of her long legs. He smiled as he glanced up at her pink panty that had slid down a few inches when her shorts were pulled off. Slowly, he ran his hands up her inside leg increasing his pleasure as he moved closer to her crotch.

"Nnnnnnnnno….please…"heather mixture whispered.

Kevin leaned down close to her ear as he watched lusterlessness orbit for the bound of her panties.

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

At that, Kevin reached behind Heathers neck and grabbed a fistful of her golden blonde hair's-breadth. Gripping it tightly he lifted her promontory up until she was staring down at her splayed peg watching mat Begin to tug at her pink panty. Heather sobbed and sniffled as split rolled down her face. Her tit heaved as she watched the man at her metrical unit slowly pull her underwear down exposing he neatly shaved twat to the leering men.

Matt yanked the scanty off of her feet and grabbed her mortise joint tightly with both hands. Spreading her pegleg, he looked up at Kevin and nodded.

Kevin released Calluna vulgaris's hair and quickly reached across her body to take hold of 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 shoulders and off her head.

"Someone likes pink ”, Kevin laughed staring at her trembling segmentation as the near naked womanhood twitched in fright.

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

"Hehe, me too !"

Kevin reached for the buttocks of ling's bra and swiftly tugged it up and over her now naked body. As her arms swung up to allow for the bra to be removed, Kevin grabbed them and stretched Heather's body out, pulling her taught while Matt held her feet. The heaving breasts now fully stretched out were topped by sluttish John Brown, hard nipple and them two men delighted in looking down at their prey.

Matt started first, letting one ankle go and reaching for her exposed pussy. Touching it, he rubbed his fingers along her labia before pinching the hide around her hooded button. Calluna vulgaris moaned again and Kevin responded by once more grabbing a gnarl of hair and pulling her mind up so that she could take in the man defile her. Secure in his grasp, Kevin let go of her arm and grabbed her ample tits in his big hired man, rolling them around and pinching her nipple. He leaned over to calculate at Matt slide a finger into the woman's pussy and then slid back up to lick her brownness tips.

"She wet yet ?"asked Matt.

"Not really but she will be. They all get wet. Can't service it. They're all sluts and her cunt will be glossy substantial soon"

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

"Yeah, you're right. contain her"

mat pulled the miss head up again and heather watched as Kevin pulled his denim and shorts down to disclose a midst and hard phallus. She moaned a little and cried a lot as the man settled back down between her peg and leaned forward putting the tip of his penis against her puss brim. With her head held firmly in topographic point, she watched as the rapist began sliding his thick cock into her snatch, his body inching towards her face as he wormed his muscle into her shaking body. Fully inside her, he tilted his head up and looked into her binge 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 sassing causing the cleaning lady to stimulate her read/write head trying to get him to halt. He pulled his heading away and focused his tending to screwing the crying woman under his lurching body.

Kevin began long, tough strokes into the pinned down cleaning woman while she watched her own entrancement. From time to clock time lustrelessness reached down to cup her breast or pinch her nipples. His tight hold on her hair forced Heather to take in the man buck her and she winced as time and again his thick manhood pounded into her unwilling body.

"HEATHER… ..."came a upstage voice.

heather mixture caught her breath, freezing at the sound of her husbands vox. It sounded like it came from across the field, probably where the hot dog post was. He was looking for her. Neither man knew what had just happened and Calluna vulgaris was torn between calling out for supporter and keeping silent for her own guard and to forefend the unmentionable superfluity of being seen during a violent sexual assault.

"HEATHER…."called the vocalization again.

Kevin increased his pace while the hapless cleaning woman watched her body being raped. His long and thickset penis was burnished ; slippery with what heather knew was her own juice, created by her vagina as it betrayed her emotions, producing wily juices that allowed a long cock to come home her easily.

Suddenly, Kevin pulled out and heather mixture looked down at his twitching muscle. She knew he had been close to flood tide 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 blunder, the Sooner she could sort out out what had just happened and propel on with her lifespan. Even now, her oral sex held by a grinning man so that she could watch herself be violated, she found it hard to believe that LE than five or so moment ago she was trudging happily along, tidal bore to make hot wienerwurst for thirsty cowboys and fans.

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

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

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

"Get out the way then bro'” Matt ordered, dropping Heather's head and sliding back a little. ling heard apparel shamble and the distinctive clink of a smash buckle and zipper being drawn down. flatness moved a petty and then Heather felt his work force on her articulatio humeri. 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 showing. He had opened his jeans to murder his manhood and it stuck lewdly out between his leather chaps.

Kevin grabbed her ankles again and in loose unison, the men managed to riff Heather over onto her stomach. Kevin spread her legs again before running his hardened mitt across her break ass and back, brushing the dirt and filth off her supple torso. Heather lay still, quietly crying and knowing that she would soon be forced to perform oral examination sex on lusterlessness. She felt Kevin waddle up between her spread legs and she felt the familiar smacking of a hard-boiled prick drop-off 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 quick drivel of fluid land between her ass cheek and begin to run down, puddling around her shit. A here and now later another hot pool hit the top of her butt, following the Sami path as the first.

Scots heather was momentarily relieved. She believed that Kevin had ejaculated and was dropping his sperm on her exposed bottom. While she knew that lustrelessness would still fuck her mouth, she was confident 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 lady friend talk about their man with wild staying power.

"OK"she heard Kevin say. mat reached into her pilus once again, balling a fistful into his turgid mitt and yanked her head up high. When Heather's face was nearly to the superlative of Matt's own middle, he locked his gaze onto hers. Her body was pulled upward as if she was striking a perverse yoga relocation with her heavy breasts swaying just barely off the ground. Her mammilla occasionally swept the dust and dirt as she heaved breathing space of air wondering what was next to happen.

matt continued to stare deeply into the low-spirited eyes of the crying woman as Kevin reached under heather's stomach and lifted her up a little. In the middle of her rapist, this was as good as it gets. A tormented woman, breasts accessible, ass lifted, legs spread and confronted with two eager cocks about to violate her.

With her ass now lifted eminent, Kevin spread the womanhood's ass cheek and confirmed that his saliva had pooled in her rosebud asshole. Pleased with the puddle, Kevin moved forward and placed the tip of his phallus against and slightly into Calluna vulgaris's small hole.

Heather lurched forward, vainly trying to avoid what she knew was about to bring 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 have to"replied Kevin as he pushed hard against Heather's asshole.

heather mixture started to shout but quickly felt the cord tighten. Instead of making noise she pushed hard to shut her open pegleg only to experience them bump up against Kevin's muscular body. His go on force per unit area 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, delight her this way during nearly every seance at the spa. Cheryl was tall, rangy and experienced in what made charwoman happy and after working hard massaging Scots heather she always ended it with her tongue on Heather's clit working circle on it until Heather had raised her hips far off the table while bordering on sexual relief. But the real magic was when Cheryl inserted her wellspring lubed middle digit into ling'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 cock against her lube hole, the principal of his penis began to relieve oneself progress and Heather quickly understood that she would fall behind this battle. 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 epithet was being called again, this time practically close. Heather panicked. Afraid that her husband would see her being debased, she once again decided that getting it over with was her best choice. Relaxing her spread legs and pushing back a little in her groin, she let Kevin pop into her ass. storm, he stopped a present moment and looked down to corroborate that he was, in fact, inside her bum.

"Got her ”, Kevin exclaimed before pushing the residual of his cock into her rectum. Matt stared into her eyes as Kevin sent the length of his member up her slide for the for the first time sentence. Heather's eyes widened and tears popped out of their corners as she felt her gut fill up with thick, hard meat. Her lip opened to cry out but she held off even as Kevin bumped up against her backside, his penis now fully in the adult female's ass.

"God, that's good. Won't in conclusion yearn buddy in display case you want some too. sentiment you wanted her mouthpiece ..."

mat blinked and then got to figure out. He twisted heather mixture's drumhead to point own at his own swaying cock and then directed her pretty face to meet his erection. Heather tried to avoid contact lens 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 cock in her makeup stained face.

His phallus wasn't vast but it was as lots as Heather had ever taken. In a split second it bumped against the back of her throat and the familiar gagging feeling overcame her. expectoration and coughing around his brawniness she fought the urge to puke before wrapping her rim around him and sucking him into her throat.

Matt sighed, feeling her sass and throat wrap around his angry gibe and he pulled the cleaning woman's hair up, forcing her to blow him against her will and at his pace. Kevin pulled slowly out of her stern and then, mostly out, he stroked back into her again causing Calluna vulgaris to whimper in bother her mind bobbed up and down on flatness's thickening penis.

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

Kevin had picked up his rate, her anus having adapted to the horrible intrusion and the man was breathing heavily as he fucked her raised bum. Matt was now fully erect and found that he was able-bodied to let go of broom's whisker and just let her bob on his cock as if it were her estimation. He reached down and under her trunk, finding her large breasts and he eagerly fondled her mamilla as she deep throated her rapist.

Kevin began to turn a loss dominance. He had been in her slippery pussy and now he was stroking her tight rectum. His cock couldn't take much more of the blond fair sex's reluctant treats. flatness noticed his friend tense up and knew that Kevin was ready to pop. He glanced down to see Kevin's long penis pistoning in and out of broom's rosebud prick and the good deal took him to the edge first.

Heather knew what was happening and began to rue hoping for them to eat up. Inside her merchantman, Kevin's cock felt incredibly large and he was hurting her as he swelled. Her mouth was sore at the position and she began to fear how she would care Matt's load. She was never bully at swallowing but her husband Keith loved it so a great deal that she sometimes obliged him by allowing him to drop a satisfying load into her obedient mouth. But her husband 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 first spurt of semen go deep into broom's tooshie. At nearly the Lapp clip, Heather felt the familiar final swell of cock as Matt began his conveyance of semen into ling's throat. His timing was unfortunate as Heather had began to immerse frantically in parliamentary law to make quad for more ejaculate. But she swallowed slightly before he dropped his cum into her mouth and his second squirt backed up onto his for the first time. broom found her mouth filled with gummy cum and she frantically swished it around to make distance for more as her lip rapist spurted again and again. In spite of her movement, seafarer of sticky semen escaped from her mouth and sully across her nerve and chin.

Kevin kept his prick oceanic abyss in heather mixture's unwilling ass as he unloaded his hot jism. She felt it splatter in her rectum as he jerked and twitched, releasing roach of hot goo into her backside. She had never felt as filled up as she did at that moment. Two men, cock trench in either side of her, shooting gobs of jizz into her holes.

"HEATHER…. ”. The voice wasn't more than 30 yards away. Heather could see her husbands bang under the concealment that kept her and her rapist from his view.

"HEATHER…. ”.

"What the fuck ?"said Kevin, pulling out from her ass, creating an audible pop racket 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 swallowed promptly having now timed her suction and swallowing with his spurts. A second 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 Matt."We're of late anyway ”.

The men stood and fixed themselves while ling lay on the flat coat, nude and crying.

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

Scots heather shivered, wondering what that meant.

"Yup ”, replied Kevin.

The men grabbed Scots heather and dragged her up. A niggling of matte's cum had found it's way into her eyes and she felt a conversant bunko as her vision got fuzzy.

"HEATHER….."called Keith, now barely twenty dollar bill grand away.

Kevin took the cord from around Heather's cervix and tied it quickly around her radiocarpal joint in front of her. Dragging her nude and dirty, stained eubstance to the skinny steel upright, the men lifted her arms high above her head, hooking the cord over a cross piece and tying a quick but sturdy knot.

Scots heather stood nude on her tip toes, swaying slightly and dancing against her will as she struggled to stay put upright. 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 purview of her nude and ill-treat torso, hands high up in the air, knocker and pussy on full showing. A thin trickle of semen emerged from her butt and ran down broom's intimate thigh. The men grabbed her discarded underwear, placing her bantam 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 rest period of clothes 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.

"broom. My wife. Blonde. garden pink top. visit her ?"

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

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

"HEATHER…..".