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The Do-gooder MILF
The Do-gooder MILF -2

Her ramification were untied. Now what ? They left her there a piffling while.
Then hands grabbed her ankles and her legs were lifted up
They were spread blanket and lifted up and tied side by side to her wrist with circle to the top bar.


Joan was bent like a pretzl, trussed up. She was wide-cut open.
In full panic Joan screamed, begged threatened.
You pigs, turn back, you will pay for this. What is damage with you.
You can't do this. She could see the undimmed lights even through the hood.

The hood was pulled off but all she could see were bright lights. She wanted to reckon
but couldn't. She had been in the nighttime for so long her eyes were blinded.
The footling she could see the men wore mask. She could see some looked young.

She knew what would happen. When would it start ? Her limb and stage ached.
Her back trauma. She knew what was coming. How did this happen.
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My son had done a good job. Everything was perfect. Joan was hung up
like the fucking pig she is. Helpless, legs broad open, fix for anything we liked.
The brightly lights showed off her chunky thighs. Her thigh were wide-eyed,
fatty, just right. Her legs were pulled so far back, her snatch
stuck out ready to be fucked.

The medicine was turned up. Heavy blaring rock'n'roll music. I was sure she was
completely disoriented. Good rock music, we are gon na rock her ass.

ROCK THAT ASS.

Barry shouted into my ear. MILF MEAT. I laughed. He took a marking and wrote on
her forehead.

MILF MEAT.

We all had a good joke over that. High –Fives.
The male child really had the tech stuff down. Kids are good with that.
They set up the photographic camera to cinema the fun. We had Monitor so we could see what was recording.
We dimmed the spark a bit and placed one of the proctor so the MILF could watch.

I mean not every man of bitch nub gets to watch themselves get beaten and fucked.

I ran my script over her second joint. I could feel the fat wavelet. I could feel the quivering in her
legs. I could see the fear in her brass. I had on a grotesque masque. We all did.
The boys had been very creative thinking of all the detail. My script went up and down her thighs.
I ran my finger's breadth over her cunt and spread her backtalk. Terry had his hands on her breasts.
I guess he is a TIT man. Barry and Tom ran their hands over her pussy.

We wrote in marker on her second joint, smack here, MILF meat.

We were in no hurry. She wasn't going anywhere. LOL
slew of crying, mumbling, begging.
Pretty suspicious tho, she mentions her Do-gooder work.
Like I really give a fuck ? to a greater extent Irish bull.

WE COULD WHATEVER THE fucking WE WANTED - OH YEA

Tom was fascinated by her clit. It was a good sized MILF clit.
She moaned a lot when he squeezed it, fingered it, pushed and prodded.
mint of youthful enthusiasm. I grabbed her head by the haircloth and jerked it around.
This was so practically fun and we were only getting started. I held on and each of the
male child gave her a little slap to the nerve, just to get her attention.

Like I said, we were in no hurry. I knew the wait was just killing her ! ! ! !
LOL Get it ? Killing her ? ? ? ?
It must be very uncomfortable hanging there like that by your branch and legs
bent up. Her knees were almost up to her principal.
I gave her thighs a slap and watched the bitch meat jiggle.

Each of the boys slapped her. They really got a gripe out of it as they kept at it
for a while. It was fun watching the essence wavelet with each slap. Of grade
she was crying and screaming. I don't know why ? This was nothing yet.

Her MILF meat got pretty red with all the slapping. The boy were kinda competing who
could make the cheap slap. I have to intromit the whole thing was pretty surreal.
Slapping those chunky second joint, hearing the smack, watching the joggle, good fun for all.

I decided to let Tom go first. He was the youngest and had never had any yet.
I guess some blow jobs from some school sluts, but that is not real number sex ?
We all were going to get one go around before we got into some heavy duty
punishment.


Of course it was pretty cool because she could watch all this while it was happening.
She could see from both end, the receiving and the giving.
Tom dropped his pants. All this ass slapping and he was really hard. I have to
admit, I was impressed with his size of it. He put some spitting on his hawkshaw and started to
rub against her. He pushed her lip open with his dick.

Lashkar-e-Tayyiba ROCK AND ROLL.

We cranked the music way. The former three of us stated to shout and scream.

I watched her face as he plunged all the way in.

YES squawk YOU ARE departure TO RAPED Tom screamed at her,

HEEYA. YAAAA OUUURAAAYAAAAA. The male child were laughing in and screaming.
The euphony was blasting and Tommy was MILF fucking.
He gyrated his hip and the way she was hanging she would swing by her branch and
legs as far as Tommy would let her. He thrust forward with his hands around her rump.

He leaned forward and expectoration in her face. H e spit again and again trying to hit her right hand in the eye.
Her fount was dripping spit. I liked the look. I call it the Saliva look.

YEHAW. roll in the hay her doggie. Tom's hips dug in pumping the Bitch.
As he pushed forward she screamed like a banshie. She was at a 45 degree angle
Her arms and legs being stretched. The metallic element bod she was strung up screetched from the melodic line

THUMP THUM clunk he kept at it. Tom was hot and sweating.

The gripe, oh she was red, beef red.
Fuck Ya, YA YA, Tom came inside the MILF. He was a man.
All ass smiles for the boys.

CUM DRIPPED FROM HER FAT cunt

Barry was adjacent. The gripe was shivering, quivering. She realized she was not only
being raped, she was going to be gangraped. Fucked one at a time. Slowly. Hard.
Brutally.

The slit hung all-encompassing heart-to-heart ready for the succeeding peter. Barry had a gruesome mask.
A Vampire mask. The font of expiry. He had a little surprise. A tittie surprise.
He grabbed her left titty and tied a thin roach around it, pulling it tight.
It bulged out and he slapped it hard. One way and then the other. The
Bitch was screaming.

I thought, here is the bad news MILF, it is just starting !

He roped the other beef tit, tieing it tight. He tied them together with a rope
Pulling them close together and the pulled the rope over the Lapp overhead bar
holding her legs and arms. He pulled the circle stretching the tits up in forepart of her face.

Without warning he smacked her kitty-cat with his hand.
It was overwhelming, the MILF was howling.
In a second he was inside her. The second peter for the whore.

Swinging back and forth with his hips she was taking her endorsement shtup, her indorsement rape.
As he fucked her he reached forward and pulled on the ropes hanging her tits, stretching them even more.

I got to say, I never been so gallant of my boys.
The improver MILF MEAT was taking the fucking of her liveliness and the Nox was early, very early.

To Be Continued