There were two men standing behind her, one on each side. They took hold of her delicate wrists pulling her arms behind her back and holding them firmly. She could feel the adrenaline pumping inside her and her heart pounding as a third man emerged from the darkness of the room and stood in front of her.

He was tall with grey hair and was wearing a mask in the shape of a birds beak. She noticed his eyes gleaming behind the mask but noting else. The man with the bird mask looked at her for a few seconds before reaching forward to unbutton her shirt, slowly, carefully, button by button.

She breathed heavily struggling against the two men behind her but unable to loosen herself from their grip. She felt her shirt fall open and the man with the bird mask pulled open her shirt exposing her large heavy breasts which which had been sitting naked behind the fabric. He ran his hand over her nipples, then tracing a finger down to her bejeweled navel and tugging at a the heavy metal buckle of her belt.

The man laughed as he struggled to find a way to release the buckle but after a couple of attempts the belt fell loose and he unbuttoned her jeans, opening it up to reveal a simple pair of white panties underneath.

The girl struggled once more, the two men tightening their grip around her writs as two more men wearing the same bird mask as the first emerged from their hiding places in the shadows and stood beside the girl in silence.

With a nod the two new members of the group took hold of her jeans pulling them down over hips. Her panties half followed exposing a dense patch dark blonde pubes to the three men who stared down her sweet womanhood with a smile of wonder and of excitement at how beautiful their captive looked

 

A couple of beauties to kick your Monday off

 

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I lifted my short denim skirt for him, revealing the patch of long dense pubic hair between my leg and smiled. " do we have time to pull over somewhere " I murmured. I pulled the skirt right up ang giggled " keep your eyes on the road " as he glanced down at me, wide eyed in astonishment. " no Bra no panties " he replied " I dont own a bra " I said peering down at my cleavage which was clearly visible under the low cut vest top I had put on that morning,

I heard the indicators clicking and fealt the car slow as he pulled off the main road onto a narrow dirt track which led into a field beside the freeway.

" We will have to make this quick" I whispered with a smile, reaching across and running my hand across the bulge in his jeans