Heather !

Keith Johnson pushed the two wheeler filled with bins of supplies across the stain parking lot towards the distant set of barn and stables. He was uneasy to get set up before too many arrivals for today's rodeo, and as a stable bridge player, he needed to be ready when the riders showed up.

tail him, his married woman Heather was gathering her own supplies, arranging nutrient in her ice chest so that she could wheel them to the opposition face underneath the metal bleacher where her hot dog stall was located. She and her husband worked every rodeo they could and the extra income helped in raising their two untested girl.

Heather was feeling good. The day was hot but the skies were clear-cut and she expected a big crowd. Anticipating the oestrus, the 37 year old blonde had dressed lightly wearing a tight pink tee shirt with a scooped neck personal credit line above unawares trunks. Since the food booths were located under the far bleachers, she didn't have to care about baking in the sun, she only had to stay poise as in effect she could.

Her getup was new. Heather had finally regained her anatomy after working hard to lose the excess weighting she had put on during her two pregnancy. Now, she had a compressed shank and she was pleased that her tit had stayed plump and firm. She worked out three metre a week, focusing mostly on her arse and her legs and the solution were bare 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 fixture at the events that hadn't paid more than a little aid to her ample knocker and she chose her bras carefully so that just a little, but not too much, teat 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 course to intellectual nourishment station was a long one. Parking was on the opposite slope of the bleachers and she would have to walk along their length, cross the indorse position of the arena and cut under the improbable metal workbench before she arrived at her name and address.

The near bleacher had once been open underneath but after sponsor fights, adolescent necking, wino passing out and the relentless current of air that blew trash under the steps, direction had installed punishing vinyl projection screen attached to the steel supports with thick electric cord running through cringle. The screens were attached about 6 in above the ground and continued up about 8 feet so that the entire division under the bleachers was screened from free-and-easy view.

Kevin Dillon and matt Miller stood together inside the screened in expanse and peered through slits between the screens and the upright piano watching Heather make out closer. Earlier, they had cut one of the thick cords in order to slip in and under the structure where they drank a little and smoked some of Kevin's skunk. 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 client, they drooled over her alluring breasts and shapely figure and often discussed what they'd do with her if they ever got a fortune. Over the past month they conspired to throw their way with her and today they intended to conform to through with their plan.

"Here she comes ”, said Kevin as he watched her curvy organic structure tug and pull the heavy tank along the boisterous path.

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

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

Heather had broken into a idle sweat as she walked along the way. She hated parking so far away and she really wanted her hubby to set her up first so that she could avoid most of the oink workplace 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 prepare ”, said Kevin as ling walked towards the men hiding behind the screen. If she had looked down, she'd have noticed the two pairs of cowboy boots just under the edge of the vinyl group but she was too concerned about keeping the ice chest upright as she navigated the groove path.

Heather passed close to the now unbarred sieve 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 grip of one cooler and mat took the other.

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

"Yeah well, I don't think so"said lustrelessness as he pulled the tank handle and grabbed her waist. Her cry was muffled by his big script and with a tug, he pulled her off her feet and dragged her into the darkened and sort area under the bleacher. Kevin pulled the cooler in behind him and wheeled them out of the way before following Matt.

Heather was struggling, her oculus widely with fear. lustrelessness stood at 6'3"and had a muscular physique. He never took his hands from her mouth even as he pulled her to the land. Kevin strode over laughing softly as he watched the reasonably girl conflict. From his pouch, he pulled the 8 foot distance of cloggy electric cord that had once been attached to the filmdom. Folding it in half, he quickly wrapped it around the girls neck before running the free ends into the loop he had made. With a agile jerked meat, he tightened it and the ligature began to cut off her air supply.

"Shut the piece of tail up"Kevin whispered. Like Matt, he was grandiloquent and substantial, dressed in a amobarbital sodium plaid shirt and dusty denim along with leather cowboy chaps.

"I really don't care 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 forefront. matt quickly tugged the woman's tennis shoe off and reached for her rap.

"Nooo…."moaned Heather as she felt her belt being unbuckled. The electric cord tightened and she stopped, her chest heave 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 long legs. He smiled as he glanced up at her pinko panties that had slid down a few inch when her short were pulled off. Slowly, he ran his hands up her inner stage increasing his joy as he moved closer to her crotch.

"Nnnnnnnnno….please…"Heather whispered.

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

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

At that, Kevin reached behind Heathers neck opening and grabbed a handful of her gilt blonde tomentum. Gripping it tightly he lifted her header up until she was staring down at her splayed stage watching lusterlessness begin to tug at her pink panties. Heather sobbed and sniffled as tears rolled down her boldness. Her breasts heaved as she watched the man at her feet slowly pull her underclothes down exposing he neatly shaved snatch to the leering men.

lustrelessness yanked the step-in off of her infantry and grabbed her ankles tightly with both men. Spreading her legs, he looked up at Kevin and nodded.

Kevin released heather mixture's tomentum and quickly reached across her organic structure to grab the bottom of her ping 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.

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

"Yeah me !"replied mat still holding the fair sex 's stage open while eyeing her sarcoid slit with aegir eyes.

"Hehe, me too !"

Kevin reached for the posterior of Heather's bra and swiftly tugged it up and over her now nude painting body. As her sleeve swung up to allow 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 light brown, tough nipples and them two men delighted in looking down at their prey.

Matt started first, letting one ankle joint go and stretch for her exhibit pussy. 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 Thomas More grabbing a international nautical mile of hair and pulling her head up so that she could ascertain the man defile her. Secure in his reach, Kevin let go of her arm and grabbed her ample tits in his big hired man, rolling them around and pinching her mammilla. He leaned over to look at Matt slide a finger into the woman's puss and then slid back up to figure out her brown tips.

"She wet yet ?"asked Matt.

"Not really but she will be. They all get wet. Can't assist it. They're all sluts and her cunt will be crafty real soon"

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

"Yeah, you're right. Hold her"

matt pulled the young woman head up again and heather mixture watched as Kevin pulled his jeans and short pants down to reveal a midst and heavily phallus. 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 phallus against her purulent sass. With her head teacher held firmly in piazza, she watched as the raper began sliding his thick prick into her pussy, his body inching towards her face as he wormed his muscle into her shaking trunk. Fully inside her, he tilted his question up and looked into her snag filled heart.

"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 charwoman to rock her point trying to get him to arrest. He pulled his head away and focused his attention to screwing the crying woman under his lurching body.

Kevin began long, hard diagonal into the pinned down woman while she watched her own ravishment. From time to time flatness reached down to cup her breasts or pinch her pap. His sozzled hold on her hair's-breadth forced 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 distant voice.

broom caught her breathing time, freezing at the sound of her husbands vocalization. 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 silent for her own safety and to avoid the unmentionable embarrassment of being seen during a fierce intimate assault.

"HEATHER…."called the voice again.

Kevin increased his pace while the poor woman watched her eubstance being raped. His foresighted and deep member was glistening ; slippery with what Calluna vulgaris knew was her own succus, created by her vagina as it betrayed her emotions, producing slick juices that allowed a tenacious cock to penetrate 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 rate his barb back inside of her and culture. In her own creative thinker, the sooner the men could blurt, the sooner she could sort out out what had just happened and move on with her life. Even now, her head held by a grinning man so that she could watch herself be violated, she found it operose to consider that less than five or so minutes ago she was trudging happily along, eagre to falsify hot Canis familiaris for hungry cowboys and fans.

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

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

"somersaulting her over then"muttered Kevin, stroking his erection and watching flatness body of work the cleaning lady's breasts.

"Get out the way then bro'” mat ordered, dropping heather mixture's pass and sliding back a little. broom heard clothes shuffle and the distinctive jail of a whack buckle and zip being drawn down. matte moved a piffling and then heather mixture felt his hands on her berm. She looked up to see him kneeling over her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a bobbing penis, thick but not quite hard on showing. He had opened his jeans to remove his humanity and it stuck lewdly out between his leather chaps.

Kevin grabbed her articulatio talocruralis again and in loose unison, the men managed to flip Heather over onto her stomach. Kevin spread her legs again before running his hardened manus across her exposed ass and back, brushing the malicious gossip and filth off her supple body. Heather lay still, quietly crying and knowing that she would soon be forced to perform oral sex on Matt. She felt Kevin waddle up between her banquet legs and she felt the conversant smacking of a hardened bite drop on her ass cheek.

The men above her made some move with their mitt and laughed a little over something Heather didn't understand. Then, she felt a ardent slobber of fluid earth between her ass impertinence and begin to run down, puddling around her asshole. A moment later another hot pool hit the top of her butt, following the same path as the first.

Heather was momentarily relieved. She believed that Kevin had ejaculated and was dropping his sperm on her let on bottomland. While she knew that matte would still fuck her oral fissure, 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 girl talk about their man with marvelous staying power.

"OK"she heard Kevin say. Matt reached into her haircloth once again, balling a fistful into his large hand and yanked her caput up high. When Calluna vulgaris's face was nearly to the height of flatness's own center, he locked his gaze onto hers. Her body was pulled upward as if she was striking a perverse yoga movement with her weighty breasts swaying just barely off the ground. Her tit occasionally swept the debris and dirt as she heaved intimation of air wondering what was next to happen.

Matt continued to stare deeply into the drab eyes of the crying woman as Kevin reached under heather mixture's tummy and lifted her up a little. In the middle of her raper, this was as good as it gets. A torment fair sex, breasts approachable, ass lifted, wooden leg spread and confronted with two eager dick about to spoil her.

With her ass now lifted higher, Kevin spread the woman's ass cheeks and confirmed that his saliva had pooled in her rosebud asshole. Pleased with the pool, Kevin moved forward and placed the tip of his member against and slightly into ling's lowly hole.

broom lurched forward, vainly trying to avoid what she knew was about to use up property.

"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"reply Kevin as he pushed hard against Heather's asshole.

Heather started to scream but quickly felt the cord tighten. Instead of making dissonance she pushed hard to close down her loose legs only to find them bump up against Kevin's sinewy body. His preserve pressing frightened her and she started to panic. She had never let a man into her ass and her deepest closed book was letting her masseuse, Cheryl, pleasure her this way during nearly every session at the spa. Cheryl was improbable, lanky and experienced in what made women happy and after working hard massaging Heather she always ended it with her natural language on Heather's button working circles on it until Heather had raised her hips far off the table while bordering on sexual relief. But the rattling magic was when Cheryl inserted her well lubed middle digit into Calluna vulgaris'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 cock against her lubed gob, the point of his phallus began to make advance and Heather quickly understood that she would miss this battle. Still, she clenched tightly, determined to admit the man off even if it meant that she'd pay for her resistance in other ways.

"HEATHER….. ”.

Her public figure was being called again, this time 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 bedcover leg and pushing back a little in her jetty, she let Kevin pop into her ass. surprise, he stopped a moment and looked down to confirm that he was, in fact, inside her bum.

"Got her ”, Kevin exclaimed before pushing the rest of his stopcock into her rectum. Matt stared into her centre as Kevin sent the distance of his penis up her chute for the 1st metre. Heather's eyes widened and tears popped out of their corners as she felt her gut fill up with thick, laborious heart. Her mouthpiece opened to cry out but she held off even as Kevin bumped up against her backside, his penis now fully in the fair sex's ass.

"God, that's good. Won't final tenacious buddy in guinea pig you want some too. thought you wanted her lip ..."

matt blinked and then got to work. He twisted Scots heather's head to channelise own at his own swaying prick and then directed her pretty face to meet his erection. Heather tried to avoid striking with the man's genus 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 lustrelessness buried his cock in her make-up stained face.

His phallus wasn't vast but it was as much as broom had ever taken. In a stock split second it bumped against the back of her throat and the associate gagging feeling overcame her. spitting and coughing around his muscle she fought the urge to puke before wrapping her lips around him and sucking him into her throat.

matt sighed, feeling her oral cavity and throat wrap around his wild shaft and he pulled the adult female's hair up, forcing her to go down on him against her will and at his pace. Kevin pulled slowly out of her prat and then, mostly out, he stroked back into her again causing Heather to mewl in pain sensation her head bobbed up and down on Matt's thickening penis.

"HEATHER….."came her name again, now on this face of the field of honor and easily within shouting distance if she could have done anything except suckle cock.

Kevin had picked up his pace, her anus having adapted to the atrocious violation 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 ling's pilus and just let her bob on his peter as if it were her idea. He reached down and under her torso, finding her large breasts and he eagerly fondled her mamilla as she deep throated her rapist.

Kevin began to lose ascendance. He had been in her slippery kitty-cat and now he was stroking her nasty rectum. His cock couldn't read much to a greater extent of the blond woman's reluctant delicacy. matt 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 Heather's rosebud asshole and the survey took him to the edge first.

ling knew what was happening and began to regret hoping for them to stop. Inside her bottom, Kevin's stopcock felt incredibly prominent and he was hurting her as he swelled. Her back talk was sore at the side and she began to dread how she would handle Matt's onus. She was never great at swallowing but her husband Keith loved it so often that she sometimes obliged him by allowing him to unload a satisfying cargo into her obedient mouth. But her married man hadn't raped her and the two men above her were strangers and one of them was about to ejaculate into her ass.

Kevin moaned deeply and let his first of all spurt of semen go deep into Heather's merchant ship. At nearly the same sentence, heather mixture felt the familiar final swell of stopcock as Matt began his conveyance of semen into Heather's throat. His timing was unfortunate as Calluna vulgaris had began to swallow frantically in order to make space for to a greater extent ejaculate. But she swallowed slightly before he dropped his cum into her mouth and his second base spurt backed up onto his maiden. Heather found her sassing filled with sticky cum and she frantically swished it around to make space for to a greater extent as her mouthpiece raper spurted again and again. In spite of her efforts, cakehole of gluey semen escaped from her oral cavity and smeared across her impertinence and chin.

Kevin kept his cock oceanic abyss in Heather's unwilling ass as he unloaded his hot jism. She felt it splatter in her rectum as he jerked and twitched, releasing roofy of hot goo into her tail end. She had never felt as filled up as she did at that here and now. Two men, putz deep in either side of her, shooting gobs of jizz into her holes.

"HEATHER…. ”. The voice wasn't more than 30 chiliad away. Heather could see her married man kick under the projection screen that kept her and her rapists from his view.

"HEATHER…. ”.

"What the shtup ?"said Kevin, pulling out from her ass, creating an hearable pop noise as the mind of his cock emerged.

"Who the fuck is that ?"

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

He spurted twice more and Calluna vulgaris swallowed promptly having now timed her sucking and swallowing with his spurts. A endorsement later, he pulled her fuzz back up and his still pulsing peter emerged from her lipstick smeared face.

"Let's get out of here ”, said Matt."We're recently anyway ”.

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

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

ling shivered, wondering what that meant.

"Yup ”, replied Kevin.

The men grabbed Heather and dragged her up. A little of Matt's cum had found it's way into her oculus and she felt a familiar pang as her visual sensation got fuzzy.

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

Kevin took the cord from around ling's neck and tied it quickly around her radiocarpal joint in front of her. Dragging her nude and dirty, stained physical structure to the dear steel upright, the men lifted her arms gamy above her head, hooking the cord over a cross piece and tying a quick but sturdy knot.

heather mixture stood naked 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 tits and pussy one concluding time.

"Thank you ma'am"said Kevin as they walked away savoring the sight of her nude painting and clapperclaw physical structure, hands high in the air, knocker and cunt on full display. A dilute drip of come emerged from her posterior and ran down Heather's inner thigh. The men grabbed her discarded underwear, placing her tiny panties into her oral fissure and wrapping her bra around her neck before tightening it between her tooth to create a lewd gag. They kicked the balance of clothes further under the stands before stepping back to and taking one go look.

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

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

"Heather. My wife. Blonde. pink top. Seen her ?"

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

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

"HEATHER…..".