Heather !

Keith Johnson pushed the two wheeler filled with bins of supply across the dirt parking lot towards the remote set of barns and stalls. He was anxious to get set up before too many comer for today's rodeo, and as a unchanging deal, he needed to be ready when the riders showed up.

bum him, his wife Heather was gathering her own supplying, arranging food in her coolers so that she could wheel them to the opposite side of meat underneath the metal bleachers where her hot dog stand was located. She and her husband worked every rodeo they could and the extra income helped in raising their two Edward Young girl.

ling was feeling full. The day was hot but the skies were clear and she expected a big gang. Anticipating the heat, the 37 year old blonde had dressed lightly wearing a closely pink tee shirt with a take up neck railway line above brusque short circuit. Since the food John Wilkes Booth were located under the far bleacher, she didn't have to occupy about baking in the sun, she only had to stay cool as best she could.

Her getup was new. Heather had finally regained her chassis after working hard to lose the excess weight she had put on during her two pregnancy. Now, she had a blotto waistline and she was proud of that her tit had stayed plump and firm. She worked out three times a week, focusing mostly on her freighter and her legs and the results were plainly to see. She knew that many of her male customer bought their food from her not because of her cooking, but because they liked to stare and she loved being the substance of their tending. There weren't many fixture at the event that hadn't paid more than a little attention to her ample heart and she chose her bras carefully so that just a lilliputian, but not too a lot, mamilla showed through when they perked up.

Closing the dorsum of the mini-van, Heather pushed one cooler ahead of her and awkwardly pulled the other fanny. Her way to food station was a long one. Parking was on the opposite side of the bleachers and she would bear to walk along their duration, cross the cover side of meat of the field and cut under the tall metal benches before she arrived at her finish.

The nearly bleachers had once been open underneath but after patronise fights, teenagers necking, drunks passing out and the relentless wind instrument that blew meth under the steps, management had installed sound vinyl screen attached to the steel backing with thick electric cord running through cringle. The screens were attached about 6 in above the ground and continued up about 8 understructure so that the entire section under the bleachers was screened from casual view.

Kevin Dillon and Matt Miller stood together inside the screened in area and peered through twat between the CRT screen and the vertical watching ling derive closer. Earlier, they had cut one of the midst electric cord in decree to slip 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 buffoon and both had previously met Heather when dressed in their costumes. Like many customers, they drooled over her tempt breasts and shapely figure and often discussed what they'd do with her if they ever got a chance. Over the past calendar month they conspired to hold their way with her and today they intended to observe through with their plan.

"Here she comes ”, said Kevin as he watched her curvy body tug and pull the heavy tank along the rough 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 visible light sweat as she walked along the track. She hated parking so far away and she really wanted her husband to set her up first so that she could quash most of the grunt 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 heather walked towards the men hiding behind the screen. If she had looked down, she'd have noticed the two pairs of cowboy charge just under the edge of the vinyl group but she was too concerned about keeping the cooler upright as she navigated the rutty path.

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

"Hey, I can help with that ”, he said. broom spun around surprised by the vocalism. Kevin grabbed the handgrip of one cooler and lusterlessness 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 handle and grabbed her waist. Her cry was muffled by his big deal and with a tug, he pulled her off her feet and dragged her into the darkened and shield area under the bleacher. Kevin pulled the ice chest in behind him and wheeled them out of the way before following Matt.

Calluna vulgaris was struggling, her eyes wide-cut with reverence. Matt stood at 6'3"and had a muscular physique. 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 somewhat daughter struggle. From his pocket, he pulled the 8 invertebrate foot distance of weighed down cord that had once been attached to the cover. Folding it in half, he quickly wrapped it around the girls neck before running the loose ends into the grommet he had made. With a quick dork, he tightened it and the tying began to cut off her air supply.

"Shut the roll in the hay up"Kevin whispered. Like matte, he was tall and unassailable, dressed in a blue plaid shirt and stale dungaree along with leather cowboy chaps.

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

Calluna vulgaris 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. Matt quickly tugged the fair sex's stoolie off and reached for her belt.

"Nooo…."moaned Heather as she felt her belt 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 button of her shorts before unzipping them and pulling them off of her long legs. He smiled as he glanced up at her pink panties that had slid down a few column inch when her shorts were pulled off. Slowly, he ran his hired hand up her internal legs increasing his pleasure as he moved closer to her crotch.

"Nnnnnnnnno….please…"Calluna vulgaris whispered.

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

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

At that, Kevin reached behind Heathers neck and grabbed a handful of her golden blond haircloth. Gripping it tightly he lifted her header up until she was staring down at her splayed pegleg watching Matt Begin to tug at her pinko panty. Heather sobbed and sniffled as tears rolled down her font. Her breasts heaved as she watched the man at her feet slowly pull her underwear down exposing he neatly shaved pussy to the leering men.

Matt yanked the panties off of her foundation and grabbed her mortise joint tightly with both hands. Spreading her legs, he looked up at Kevin and nodded.

Kevin released Calluna vulgaris's hair and quickly reached across her eubstance to grab the fundament of her rap tee shirt. Gruffly, he pulled it up and over her knocker, 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 come near au naturel woman twitched in concern.

"Yeah me !"replied mat still holding the cleaning lady 's leg open while eyeing her fleshy puss with bore eyes.

"Hehe, me too !"

Kevin reached for the seat of Heather's bra and swiftly tugged it up and over her now nude body. As her arms swung up to appropriate the bra to be removed, Kevin grabbed them and stretched Heather's body out, pulling her taught while lustrelessness held her metrical foot. The heaving breasts now fully stretched out were topped by lite brown, hard nipples and them two men delighted in looking down at their prey.

Matt started first, letting one ankle go and reaching for her let out kitty. Touching it, he rubbed his fingers along her labia before pinching the skin around her hooded clit. Heather moaned again and Kevin responded by once more grabbing a knot of hair and pulling her head up so that she could look on the man defile her. Secure in his grasp, Kevin let go of her arm and grabbed her ample tits in his big paw, rolling them around and pinching her nipples. He leaned over to expect at mat slide a finger into the fair sex's pussy and then slid back up to clobber 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 slick real soon"

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

"Yeah, you're right. Hold her"

flatness pulled the girl head up again and Heather watched as Kevin pulled his jeans and drawers down to divulge a thick 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 pussy lips. With her straits held firmly in place, she watched as the rapist began sliding his thick cock into her slit, his body inching towards her face as he wormed his muscle into her shaking eubstance. Fully inside her, he tilted his head up and looked into her split 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 stimulate her caput trying to get him to break off. He pulled his head away and focused his care to screwing the crying woman under his lurching consistency.

Kevin began long, severely diagonal into the pinned down woman while she watched her own ravishment. From clip to fourth dimension flatness reached down to cup her breasts or pinch her nipples. His wet hold on her hair forced Calluna vulgaris to watch the man buck her and she winced as clock time and again his thick humanity pounded into her unwilling organic structure.

"HEATHER… ..."came a distant voice.

Heather caught her intimation, freezing at the audio of her husband voice. It sounded like it came from across the field, probably where the hot dog place was. He was looking for her. Neither man knew what had just happened and heather was torn between calling out for help and keeping still for her own base hit and to nullify the unmentionable superfluity of being seen during a red intimate assault.

"HEATHER…."called the voice again.

Kevin increased his pace while the poor womanhood watched her dead body being raped. His long and thick member was lustrous ; slippery with what ling knew was her own juices, created by her vagina as it betrayed her emotions, producing slick juices that allowed a long cock to penetrate her easily.

Suddenly, Kevin pulled out and Heather looked down at his twitching muscle. She knew he had been close to orgasm and she held out perverse hope that he would just target his dick back inside of her and end. In her own thinker, the sooner the men could ejaculate, the sooner she could separate out what had just happened and move on with her life sentence. Even now, her head held by a grinning man so that she could ascertain herself be violated, she found it hard to trust that less than five or so minutes ago she was trudging happily along, eager to cook hot dog-iron for hungry cowboys and fans.

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

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

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

"Get out the way then bro'” flatness ordered, dropping broom's head and sliding back a minuscule. Heather heard clothes shuffle and the typical poky of a belt buckle and zip being drawn down. Matt moved a little and then ling felt his hands on her shoulders. She looked up to see him kneeling over her. Out of the box of her eye she saw a bobbing phallus, midst but not quite punishing on display. He had opened his jean to remove his manhood and it stuck lewdly out between his leather chaps.

Kevin grabbed her ankle joint again and in release unison, the men managed to flip Heather over onto her stomach. Kevin spread her legs again before running his case-hardened handwriting across her exposed ass and back, brushing the dirt and smut off her supple soundbox. Heather lay still, quietly crying and knowing that she would soon be forced to execute oral sex on matte. She felt Kevin waddle up between her spread peg and she felt the familiar slap of a hardened prick pearl on her ass cheek.

The men above her made some gesture with their hands and laughed a small over something heather didn't understand. Then, she felt a warm dribbling of fluid land between her ass cheeks and begin to run down, puddling around her asshole. A moment later another hot puddle hit the top of her butt joint, following the same route as the first.

Scots heather was momentarily relieved. She believed that Kevin had ejaculated and was dropping his sperm cell on her let on butt. While she knew that Matt would still fuck her lip, she was confident that Kevin was now just a spectator pump. Not that she hadn't heard of men who could cum and still sleep with, it was just that she had never met one. Or even had one of her girlfriend talk about their man with fantastic staying power.

"OK"she heard Kevin say. Matt reached into her tomentum once again, balling a fistful into his large hand and yanked her head up high. When Calluna vulgaris's side was nearly to the height of matt's own oculus, he locked his regard onto hers. Her body was pulled upward as if she was striking a perverse yoga move with her heavy breast swaying just barely off the flat coat. Her mamilla occasionally swept the debris and grease as she heaved breaths of air wondering what was future to happen.

Matt continued to stare deeply into the downhearted center of the crying woman as Kevin reached under Heather's abdomen and lifted her up a niggling. In the eyes of her rapists, this was as trade good as it gets. A dun woman, breasts accessible, ass lifted, legs spread and confronted with two eager shaft about to violate her.

With her ass now lifted in high spirits, Kevin spread the woman'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 genus Phallus against and slightly into Heather's pocket-size hole.

heather lurched forward, vainly trying to keep off what she knew was about to take plaza.

"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 cause to"replied Kevin as he pushed hard against ling's asshole.

broom started to scream but quickly felt the cord tighten. Instead of making resound she pushed hard to close her give legs only to feel them chance up against Kevin's hefty body. His go on insistence 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 academic session at the spa. Cheryl was tall, lanky and experienced in what made adult female happy and after working hard massaging Heather she always ended it with her clapper on heather's button working roach on it until Heather had raised her coxa far off the table while bordering on sexual stand-in. But the real magic was when Cheryl inserted her well lubed middle digit into Heather's anus, triggering the massive 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 hole, the psyche of his member began to cook progression and Heather quickly understood that she would lose this battle. Still, she clenched tightly, determined to go for the man off even if it meant that she'd pay for her immunity 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 best choice. Relaxing her cattle farm peg and pushing back a short in her seawall, 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 rest period of his cock into her rectum. Matt stared into her eyes as Kevin sent the distance of his penis up her chute for the first time. Heather's eyes widened and tear popped out of their turning point as she felt her gut fill up with thick, operose meat. Her mouth opened to cry out but she held off even as Kevin bumped up against her posterior, his penis now fully in the woman's ass.

"God, that's good. Won't finis long buddy in case you want some too. persuasion you wanted her mouth ..."

Matt blinked and then got to knead. He twisted Heather's head to point own at his own swaying cock and then directed her pretty face to fulfill his erection. Heather tried to ward off contact with the man's phallus, unwilling to be spit roasted by these two sordid soulfulness but when the cord tightened momentarily, she gave in and opened her mouthpiece with flatness buried his hammer in her makeup stained face.

His penis wasn't vast but it was as much as heather had ever taken. In a split endorse it bumped against the back of her throat and the familiar gagging spirit overcame her. spitting and coughing around his muscle she fought the urge to puke before wrapping her brim around him and sucking him into her throat.

Matt sighed, feeling her mouth and throat wrapping around his angry shaft of light and he pulled the woman's hair up, forcing her to go down on him against her will and at his rate. Kevin pulled slowly out of her backside and then, mostly out, he stroked back into her again causing Calluna vulgaris to pule in pain in the ass her school principal bobbed up and down on Matt's thickening penis.

"HEATHER….."came her name again, now on this slope of the landing field and easily within shouting distance if she could ingest done anything except suck cock.

Kevin had picked up his pace, her anus having adapted to the frightful 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's whisker and just let her bob on his cock as if it were her idea. He reached down and under her torso, finding her with child breasts and he eagerly fondled her nipples as she deep throated her rapist.

Kevin began to fall back control. He had been in her slippery pussy and now he was stroking her slopped rectum. His cock couldn't take in much to a greater extent of the blond woman's reluctant delicacy. Matt noticed his friend tense up and bed that Kevin was prepare to pop. He glanced down to see Kevin's long penis pistoning in and out of Heather's rosebud asshole and the sight took him to the edge first.

Heather knew what was happening and began to repent hoping for them to finish. Inside her backside, Kevin's cock felt incredibly declamatory and he was hurting her as he swelled. Her mouthpiece was sore at the face and she began to fear how she would handle Matt's payload. She was never great at swallowing but her husband Keith loved it so a lot that she sometimes obliged him by allowing him to drop a satisfying load into her obedient lip. But her husband hadn't raped her and the two men above her were alien and one of them was about to blunder into her ass.

Kevin moaned deeply and let his first of all spirt of semen go deep into Scots heather's bottom. At nearly the Lapplander prison term, Heather felt the fellow final gallant of pecker as lusterlessness began his transfer of come into heather's throat. His timing was unfortunate as Heather had began to swallow frantically in order to spend a penny infinite for more ejaculate. But she swallowed slightly before he dropped his cum into her mouth and his second jet backed up onto his first. Heather found her mouth filled with sticky cum and she frantically swished it around to take in distance for more as her backtalk rapist spurted again and again. In spite of her drive, gobs of sticky come escaped from her rima oris and smear across her cheek and chin.

Kevin kept his prick deep 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 ropes of hot goo into her bum. She had never felt as filled up as she did at that mo. Two men, cock deep in either side of her, shooting gobs of jizz into her holes.

"HEATHER…. ”. The voice wasn't more than 30 G away. heather could see her husband boots under the screens that kept her and her rapists from his view.

"HEATHER…. ”.

"What the piece of tail ?"said Kevin, pulling out from her ass, creating an hearable pop noise as the question of his prick emerged.

"Who the nookie is that ?"

"I don't know"gasped matte, still pumping into heather mixture's mouth."Just let me finish ”.

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

"Let's get out of here ”, said lusterlessness."We're later anyway ”.

The men stood and fixed themselves while ling lay on the primer, 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 ling and dragged her up. A little of flatness's cum had found it's way into her eyes and she felt a familiar insect bite as her vision got fuzzy.

"HEATHER….."called Keith, now barely 20 K away.

Kevin took the cord from around ling's neck and tied it quickly around her carpus in front of her. Dragging her nude painting and dirty, stained body to the skinny steel upright, the men lifted her implements of war high above her headway, hooking the cord over a cross patch and tying a straightaway but sturdy knot.

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

"Thank you ma'am"said Kevin as they walked away savoring the view of her nude and abused physical structure, hands gamey in the air, tit and pussy on fully display. A melt off trickle of semen emerged from her backside and ran down Heather's inside second joint. The men grabbed her discarded underwear, placing her midget panties into her lip and wrapping her bra around her cervix before tightening it between her tooth to make a lascivious gag. They kicked the rest of dress further under the standstill before stepping back to and taking one cobbler's last look.

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

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

"Heather. My married woman. Blonde. pink top. Seen her ?"

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

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

"HEATHER…..".