Scavenger boys

The black hispanic scavenger boys turned the corner. (I’ve got to call them.)

Trotting to the street Carmen, her breasts bouncing wildly under her shirt, was certainly not ‘On her game’ today. She was filthy from kneeling in the dirt pulling weeds, her hair back, no make-up on and dressed the gardener. In her case this meant loose short shorts and a white, loose fitting wife beater t-shirt.

There being nothing laid out at the street in front of her house she knew they wouldn’t stop unless she did something to grab their attention.

“Hey, hey!!” raising her arms and waiving anxiously her breasts wobbled under the wife beater and one fell out the side.

Squealing to a stop next to her, the boy was told, “I’m supposed to clear the branches my husband cut yesterday out here on the road for you to pick up and I just lost track of time. My name is Carmen, this is my house. Can you help me get them out?”

“I’ll pay you.”
“We cannot sell them mam”

(I’m not in the mood for this.) “C’mon, at least take a quick look with me in the back yard and see how much I’ve got. It won’t hurt.”

“Toto, we got a moment to look at what this lady has out back?”

“Come on back and I’ll show you what I need to be done.” Carmen turns to head to the back yard, her breasts again wobble back and forth as they shift weight under the shirt which covered nothing on the side (Thank god they’re going to help. Hubby would be so pissed if I didn’t get this done.)

Toto and Pedro follow as Carmen leads them back watching her ass cheeks roll as she strides quickly to the back where hubby had left the branches for her to tie up and drag to the street. Actually, hubby had begun to drag the branches out front himself when Carmen called him in for dinner and told him she could do it in the morning, she really want hubby to spend some alone time with him and it had been worthwhile, making love after dinner, showering together, and sleeping back to front soundly through the night. She had no one to blame for her current predicament but herself, having no time to change herself just to get the boys to help her.

Reaching the branches Carmen bends down to pick up the first group and her t-shirt hangs loosely off her chest, her breasts completely exposed. Her short shorts ride up her rear and expose a delightful ass, round and inviting, a tuft of pubic hair sneaks out one leg of the shorts.

Toto is watching her and admiring her body as she works to gather the branches together. Pedro is unsure of what exactly he’s supposed to do but starts to gather up branches too as he keeps his eye on the woman bending over.

“We gonna have to tie them up, Miss Carmen ” Toto’s voice, low, resonate, and intoxicating. “You got any string or twine?”

“Sure, I’ll grab some from inside.”

“What’s going on?” Pedro inquires Toto

“Can’t tell you just now, Pedro, we’ll just have to see how it goes.”

“Here we go.” Carmen walking towards Toto, her breasts bouncing under the thin covering, hands Toto the twine knowing that he and Pedro are enjoying the show. At this point she feels she’s in control, that they would do whatever she asked as long as she gave them a bit of a show. “How much do we need to gather to tie together?”

“7 or 8 of these branches should do it.” “We got to make sure that they aren’t too big for you to dispose.”

Carmen, watching Toto bend over to gather branches, starts working with him. She bends over her top hung off of her ample chest. Even though she was technically clothed, there was really nothing holding her breasts from hanging down and the shirt from hanging lower.

“Here, let me help you.” Toto’s voice echoed in her ear and then the pinch.

Carmen absorbed in gathering branches, misses Toto’s action. He reaches over and inside the hanging shirt. He pinches her right nipple. Looking down, her hands holding the branches, she sees Toto’s hand inside her wife-beater his thumb and the knuckle of his right hand pinching her tightly. (“Please…”) but nothing comes out of her mouth. She is frozen from surprise and not knowing what to do in the face of this little pain with immediate reluctant arousal.

Toto pinches even harder and then twists Carmina’s nipple. She drops the branches in delirious ecstacy and leans forward, her nipple firmly in his grasp. She finds herself bending over now, both hands on the ground steadying herself as Toto twists her nipple ever harder, pulling it away from her chest.

“Come on over here Pedro. Get you some of this.”

Pedring quickly moves to Carmen and, leaning down, reaches inside the wife-beater and grabs her other breast and kneads it roughly. Grabbing her breast, pinching and pulling her nipple he’s having the time of his life. He twists her breast as it hangs low from her chest. Toto backs away still pinching, twisting and pulling. Carmina bent over at the waist, hands on the ground, ass up in the air.

SMACK! (Oooowww.) Totoy spanked her hard on the ass. “You like that, Miss Carmen?” Still pulling her nipple with his right hand.

SMACK! Again. The feelings are overwhelming, pain, ecstasy, There’s such a fine line. Carmina’s eyes close tightly and she could not resist them on the sensations. SMACK!!

(Oh my! Carmen thinks through the pain. It stings! Here we go again.) And she lost it completely.

Carmen’s thoughts race (I’m wet… I can’t let this happen… Damn it feels good… Stop! or Don’t stop!)

SMACK! “You like a bit of pain don’t you, Miss Carmen? You enjoy being treated like a whore?”

The pain in Carmen’s breast stops, Toto has let go of her nipple. Pedro is still groping her other breast, squeezing it roughly, pinching and pulling her nipple. She feels Toto’s left hand solidly on her ass as if holding herself up. SMACK!

(What the??? OOoooohhh) The pain with pleasure was in her right breast. Toto had just slapped it inside of her shirt.) SMACK he slaps it again wobbling the lobes much further adding insult to her shame.

Toto surprised himself with this action; he’d seen tit slapping on xxx videos. Now here was this well-off young housewife and she wasn’t doing anything to stop him. SMACK! He felt her breast give way under his hand as he slapped her again and watched as it bounced away from the slap and then bounced back and forth again.

“You want to give it a shot, Pedro?”

“Sure.”

(Oh NO!!!) Still bent over (I don’t know what to do…) she stays immobile.

Pedro lets go of her breast and moves behind Carmen. “I think I’ll go here.” pulls her shorts quickly down off that gorgeous ass and gives it a solid WHACK! Toto is pinching her nipple again and pulling it painfully towards the side of her armpit.

(Ooooooowwwww, that stings! But pussy is starting to drool) Carmen’s head hangs as she stands all fours on the ground, ass in the air, completely exposed now with her shorts at her ankles and the wife beater hanging from her shoulders.

SMACK! SMACK! (ass and pussy face)

Carmen then couldn’t feel Toto anywhere, his pinching had stopped, just the feeling of the earth on her feet and the weight of her upper body on her hands, the pain of Pedro spanking her now red ass and pussy. Her mind racing and her arms getting tired, she nonetheless didn’t move from her position. She starts dripping wet.

SMACK! Pedro smoothes his hand on Carmen’s ass feeling the redness, the ridges of red where his hand has imprinted on her cheeks. His finger drops in between her legs and grazes the wetness that is there, then returns to fondling her ass again.

SMACK! Pedro spanks her again.

(What the heck??? What’s that?) Looking underneath her, her vision is blocked by the t-shirt. (What’s he doing?!)

Mashing her breast. Toto is fiddling around down there but she can’t see what he’s doing. Twisting her nipples then the whole breast, round and round. Toto is roughing her dangling breast twisting it as if wanting to deform her plump tit. 3, 4, 5, 6 turns and then over to the other breast and the same thing. (AAAaaaaaahhhh!! I think I squirted out of discomfort pain and ecstacy!)

Pedro’s rough dirty fingers is now invading her as Toto is tying up her tits. (Ohh I’m dripping wet.) Her breaths come quickly as her orgasm is nearing. Suddenly Toto yanks tightly.

“Ooowww…” (Damn, I was so close)

“Mam, you’re a bitchy whore with pussy sopping wet you stupid cunt!”
“Stand up. PUTA! We’ll make you our bitch milking cow slut!!”

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