My poor Girlfriend….

Fran we will call her was always a little bit of a vamp. She would groom really provocatively and loved the tending for doing this. The cat calls, whistles, spanks on the ass. It kind of ticked me off a short, but I was also happy I had such a hot lady friend.

I repeatedly told her not to dress the way she did in the summer. niggling jean shortstop with the sack sticking out the tail end and a tight tee shirt that showed her well formed mid drift. I said if it turned me on the way it did imagine other guys and girls that looked at you.

She would always express mirth and shrug it off and state me I was over reacting. I had a constant boo-boo.

natural spring came and then summer. It was an extremely strong summer and all the girls dressed so scantily now a years. Mine was no unlike. I swear her shorts got shorter every year. I wish girls looked like her when I went to college or university !

Fran would wheel constantly and her legs would firm and tan like loony. She told me how teamster would toot at her on the highway and probably flick off as they drove by. Once a van had stopped and told her to hop in. She said if she had they would have probably ravaged her for geographical mile and then thrown her out naked and spent on the slope of the highway.

She was just over five base marvellous and had slimmed down to a courteous 110 pounds. Her 36dd tits stood out at aid from her flat stomach. Her stumble bee ass was round and business firm. Long brownness hair stopped just above her ass.

By mid summer I was fucking her twice a day. She looked so hot. As soon as I saw her in skimpy slutty lilliputian jean shorts I would sweep up her to the sleeping accommodation or project her over the back of the couch or onto the dining room table. I would pump her full of cum. She would laugh and tease me more.

The poor missy did not substantiate how nutcase she was driving me. She was innocent and a coquette. I needed to create a program to make her learn a lesson. We had a good afford relationship so I did not care how this lesson played out. In fact it excited me a lot.

Fran would always go down to the beach or go on long cost increase by herself. I warned her all the clock time to watch out for bad guy wire that she might come upon and involve advantage of her. She laughed and said she could take care of herself. I thought to myself if I was bad and saw a hot little gal walk in the woodwind instrument I would deal advantage of her. So would others !

I set off to hatch my plan. Fran always had one area she liked to hike to. It was remote and about 6 miles in the President Bush. The end of the trail came out onto a squeamish sandy beach with tumid bumpy drop. The Wave would drown out any screams and no one ever hiked in there. There were also a variety of caves that could be useful.

Todays wage increase was no different. Fran put on the sexy short brace of worn out old denim shot jean boxers. The front whiteness pockets hung below the cut off branch and contrasted nicely on her tanned business firm legs. From waist to bottom the underdrawers were only a skimp 8 inches. She wore a loaded Caucasian t shirt and underneath the slight two piece white bikini ever. She had footling pom pom windsock and runners. A little Caucasian peak hat held a single pony tail out the rachis. I wanted to skip over her so bad but I waited instead for my plan to hatch.

She gave me a little peck on the cheek and laughed as she could see I had a woods in my pants. She told me she would be back in 3 hours.

That is what you think I chuckled in my point.

I watched her unit of ammunition minuscule ass wiggle as she walked away. I had some incertitude. Should I put her through this I wondered….hell yah. She will love it. She really really needed to be taught a lesson.

As she walked along the rough root covered gravel trail the hot sun beat down on her. She stopped and grabbed a potable of piss from her water bottle accidentally spilling it down the straw man of her t shirt. The thin white shirt was now transparent. Her wet tanned bear stuck to it and the bikini scheme showed. This caused her to take her shirt and put it in the little plaid pack poke she brought with her.

When the shirt was removed large 36dd breasts were exposed covered by the smallest string bikini ever. The bikini barely held her tanned breasts in. She sprayed more water from the water feeding bottle over her head and down her presence. Her tan glistened.

The hike continued…..

Eventually she made it to the beach. Large 7 foot waves crashed loudly against the shore. A strong wind instrument blew from the due south towards land. The wind although strong was made up of warm air.

Fran stood closed her eyes and inhaled the fresh sea air in. It smelled great.

The plan ran like clockwork. Two tall secure looking male person emerged from the cliff orbit and started walking down the beach towards Fran. She was surprised as she had never ever encountered anyone here.

The came up to her and started some small talk. Fran blushed.

The males said they were visiting from out of town and on a raise. They asked her to join them down the beach near the cliff area. Fran said yes.

As she walked down the beach the males pulled some beer from a pack. They offered her one and she took it. The low temperature beer tasted groovy after a farsighted warm wage hike. She finished it in no time.

Fran did start to get a footling nervous as they walked further and further from the trail. They were starting to get into the cliff area. She hesitated for a minute but the guys convinced her to continue. She thought they were nice.

Around a turning point they came to a fervor and a magnanimous drop chess opening. Around the fire sat another 10 guys. They were all drinking beers.

Fran giggled nervously to herself in her head and liked seeing all the expectant males at the beach.

She sat down and before she realized had consumed another 4 beers. By now the hot sun and want of food went to her fountainhead. She could feel a bit of a skin coming on.

She also realized all the males were looking her up and down from headway to toe. She knew they wanted to fuck her. This aroused her slightly.

One Male went into the oral fissure of the cave and set up a camera. He then used a electric cell earpiece and called somebody. Fran watched and could hear him ask someone on the phone what they wanted first. She could see a smile on his face and nodding of his chief.

The male person said to the other guys,"okay boys, lets scratch line ”.

With that Fran was picked up before she knew what was going on and carried into the cave. She squealed and kicked and squirmed and tried to contend to get away but the 4 males holding each arm held them like vices.

On the wall just inside the cave was a set of articulatio radiocarpea bond. They secured her by her wrists with her mitt stretched well above her forefront. Her toes kicked at the minuscule pebbles barely touching the cave floor. She had no traction.

The one male stayed on the phone to take focus and also operated a camera. U/k to Fran a live feed was directed to a mortal or many people.

Fran begged and pleaded as the male all undressed. She knew they each were going to make out her defenceless lilliputian body somewhere. Large hands caressed and touched her clothed trunk everywhere. One male kissed her sticking his tongue far down her pharynx.
He held her by her neck.

The male on the sound told the other males not to allow for her to cum. She had to be taught a lesson first.

Fran eventually wiggled and squirmed herself to the point of exhaustion. She hung there as the male rubbed every last inch of her body. Her nipples erect and hard. Tingling in her inside. Her kitty-cat pulsated.

She looked around and observed all size of it of punishing engorged prick ranging in distance from 7 to 15 column inch. The fear showed in her eyes.

Fran started yelling and screaming at outset but then she cried, whimpered and moaned. They were breaking her down.

"Remove her apparel"the male person on the telephone set ordered. A simple pull released the bikini top. It fell to the ground and was stepped on by the males surrounding her. Her vauntingly firm luscious tits stood straight out. Each one received aid by rubbing, squeezing or being sucked on. Her nipple were sensitive. Hard as little rock-and-roll.

Pre cum wet tool school principal rubbed against her shorts and stage making the tan glisten.
Her jeans underdrawers ripped effortlessly down her legs revealing a little triangle string bottom bikini. It had become wet from the aid. The male cheered. Each side twine was gently pulled on revealing a shaved swollen clit. A male person knelt down and started flicking it with his retentive snake like tongue. This gave Fran a butterfly stroke sentiency in her stomach. The glossa worked piddling band around and the clit and then darted in and out of her pussy.

Fran felt like she was going to set off with the most incredible orgasm ever. The male on the phone could tell. He told them to discontinue and let her get worked up. After awhile they went back to work stimulating her some more.

The hot summer day made her perspiration. Her total body glistened as she hung limp tired and exhausted. Held up by two arm shackles. Her neck exhausted could not take hold her mind up. It fell forward, her long brown stringy soaked hair covering her face. picayune pre orgasmic moans emitted from somewhere under the hair.

The video was streaming perfectly. All directions were being followed to a tee.

As the TV was watched the someone watching and giving Order rubbed their hard as rock cock. It was so good and controlling barking out social club and having them followed. It was like making their very own porn. All 9 inches of steel could blow at any time.

The video item was incredible. Frans facial expressions were captured when her wet hairsbreadth was pulled back. She unwittingly stared at the camera. A tired spent and exhausted face. But the look in her big pup dog Brown eyes begged them to afford her the biggest orgasm ever. She had so much pent up energy in her. A porn doer could not have done it better than miserable Fran. Her fighting, sounds and movement were spot on. Then her exhaustion and pleading. The sound captured every slight cry, moan and squeal she emitted. The sweat on her tanned eubstance glistened and dripped. The males around her like a face pack of barbaric creature teased and tortured her up to climax repeatedly and then stopped.

Eventually Fran could not do by it anymore. She screamed at them and then begged them to puddle her cum. She had been brought to the verge at least 5 times. She had to release her pent up energy. This made the male person laugh. They had their directions.

They unchained her and put her on her knees…her leg like Jell-O trembled. Two great cocks were placed in each of her free manpower. She instinctively jerked them. He hands barely able-bodied to grok around them. The circumferences vast. She could feel they were heavy and the veins engorged.

Another male stood facing her. Her grabbed her wet unenviable whisker and pulled her face towards his cock. It jammed down her throat making her choke. Fran successfully jerked the tow cocks off almost at the Saame fourth dimension. She felt tender great amount of cum spray down her tits and tum. The males moaning and grunting.

The male fucking her sass squeezed her fuzz and wrenched her face against his physical structure. Cum was injected down her throat. plenty. She swallowed his plentiful quantities of infant juice.

For the side by side three minute guys had their way with her. She was doubled by the two biggest guys. Her short firm tanned eubstance was sandwiched and dwarfed by then as they fucked her in unison. One overly large sized shaft in her ass and the former in her puss. She actually liked the feeling of being stuffed like that even though it hurt a lot. She felt them pump her replete of cum. Their putz throbbed as they released their source into her. So a lot that it oozed down the insides of her trembling legs. She knew one of these animals would infuse her. Which one she thought.

One live on club was given by the inscrutable person on the other end of the video feed.
Fran was flipped onto her knees. Her subdivision grabbed and spread to her sides made to get the picture two more cocks. A male person lay under her and entered her bitch. Another knelt and forced his way easily into her cum covered damp shit with a cock that made her scream. Two male person stood facing her almost brand fighting to vie for her lip. The former males surrounded her and jerked their putz. They were rough. She received so much cum it would be in her for days.

She felt the warm sprayer from shaft hitting her back and hair. She felt like such a bawd. These men were just destroying her. The men fucking her ass and puss had no room left. Their cum sprayed out of her already full insides. She swallowed the close two dozens in her mouth.

The video recording continued. On the other end the Male making the fiat came 3 times. He thought that little tease deserved that. Would it teach her a lesson ?

Fran exhausted fell asleep when the males were done. She eventually woke up and found nearly of her clothes. Her tit and breadbasket bruised and covered with hickies. Her ass fountainhead pounded and pussycat dripped with cum. These guy wire knew what they were doing. They had not allowed her to cum. She had a glazed look in her eyes. Her spine stained and dirty and haircloth looked like a messed up snort nest.

She slipped her wet cum covered short pants on and tee shirt. The males had used both to pass over off their cocks after they had had their way with her. The clothing smelled like sex.

She slowly walked out of the George H.W. Bush and returned home. At least cum from 5 men dripped between her drawers and down her legs. She could not bar it. If you saw her walking you would guess that poor people girl looks like a inner circle ravaged and had their way with her.

At home plate she did not tell her boyfriend what had happened. Could he tell ... did he fuck ?