Farm Fuck!

[andy250]

Jenny knew what she had put herself in for, she wanted everything off her boyfriend, she had not had sex for a week being away on a training course. He had promised her a new satin outfit for destruction in. She was now wearing it, a pale blue blouse with full sleeves and black satin skirt with belt. Stocking and suspenders, to finish off the task black high heels.

Her task, survive the farm course, as her man chooses, pig pens, the milking area, food storage, cow fields. Jenny has to face the lot. Oh, she wants verbal off him, a lot sexual degrading verbal. Jenny has become worse after meeting Heidi and attending Total Torment day. It's actually made her sexually stronger, she now wants more. Her man delivers in the sex department, it's the degrading, messy humiliation leading to the sex, that Jenny wants more of, a lot more of!

The weather forecast for the day is terrible to put it politely, strong winds, driving rain. Air temperature is about 15'c, its warm, but not that warm.


So it begins:

"Get out of the car, you fucking slut!" Jenny's man, points to the farm courtyard.

"It's raining sir!" Jenny softly replies.

"Get out of my car, you fucking mud wanting slut." Jenny's man was stern.

Jenny could feel the wave of emotion coming up her, the shouting and degrading made her tingle in all the right places. Jenny tried it on and went for a coat from the back seat.

"You can forget that idea as well. Get out there in that blouse and skirt, and wait for your next order!" He commanded.

As Jenny opened the door, she could see the rain bouncing off the farm yard, courtyard. The area had that smell, the odour of muck, mud, and other wonderful farm material!

Jenny climbed out of the car, instantly her satin blouse and skirt started taking a pounding from the heavy rain. Huge drops penetrated through the material, turning each area of the blouse, dark blue, from the bombardment. Jenny looked round at her man sat in the warm car, eating a Mars bar! Jenny turned and faced him, so her back took most of the heavy rain. The pounding weather made her blouse feel cold. She watched as her man puts a coat on!

"You bastard!" Jenny shouted.

"Pardon, farm fuck!" Her man replied, as he exited the car. Finishing his Mars bar.

"I'm not allowed a coat, so you should not have one!" Jenny complained in a bratty voice.

"Well, looks like we'll have to dismantle you, to drive this bratty behaviour out of you." He replied sternly.

He went behind Jenny, spun her round so she was once again facing into the pouring rain. Then cuffed her hands behind her back.

"God, yes." He heard Jenny mutter.

He walked behind Jenny pushing her along to the first large shed, yep the milking shed!


Daily Pinter:

Jenny walked somewhat quickly into the shed, she had no choice he was pushing her.

"Stand still, slut." He was once again stern.

Jenny looked round the shed it was big. It had several pens some with milking machines attached. Some machines were empty, others looked like they needed cleaning. There was also a conveyor belt in the middle of the shed, for moving feed along. On the right was a large drain, that had large iron grates that could be opened for washing the swill out of the shed. Jenny got a feeling she may well end up in the drain. BLISS! She wondered will he push it that far? The rest of the shed had metal pens for holding the cows in, when waiting for milking. It was somewhat smelly in here for obvious reasons! Jenny noted that one of the empty pens had a lot of buckets in it. What is in those buckets?

"Here have this!" Jenny's man laughed.

Jenny felt part of the Mars bar being rubbed into her pristine hair. All the sticky caramel as well, would take ages to get out! He stood behind her and moved in front of the first milking machine it still had some milk still in the bottom of it.

"On your knees, farm fuck!" He shouted.

Jenny dropped, she could hardly wait. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she would be wearing a stunning satin outfit, and about to be destroyed on a working farm! He pushed her forward slightly on her knees. Jenny watched as small hose, probably used to drain off the machine was put chest height with her. She had fantasies whilst in the hotel on the training course, about her man putting her through some disgusting messy humiliation, but nothing as disgusting or degrading as this. Sheer bliss.

"Ready, you disgusting satin, farm fuck!" He verbally abused.

Jenny did not reply, she was gasping inside to be dragged round the farm and utterly used as some kind of farm fuck. He did it. He opened the release drain on the machine. It landed all over the front of Jenny's blouse level with her breasts. Jenny smelt it, boy it must have been in there at least twenty four hours. The white liquid drenching her blouse stank to high heaven. He stole the moment and pushed her head under as well. Jenny was swamped in vile milk, her blouse front, right sleeve arm and neck.

"Urgh, god it's gone off!" Jenny tried to pull away.

"Shut up, several more to go yet." He barked.

Jenny was moved along on her hands and knees to the next one. Then forced to turn round so she was facing away from the milking machine, she knew the back of the blouse was to get hammered. Nothing she could do about, just accept her messy, stinking, vile fate and get on with it. He turned the release tap on. Milk flowed all down the back of the satin blouse. Yep, this is on the turn as well, seriously disgusting sour smell. He went round Jenny's side and pulled her hair back, putting her head under release valve. Glugging her in sour milk!

"Uuggghh" Jenny called. She looked down and saw the drain starting to fill. Again her thoughts turned to, god please put me in there.

"Turn sideways, farm fuck, slut!" He demanded.

Jenny turned sideways on, she moved on her knees next to the machine. She glanced up, again it was about a quarter full of milk. This one was going to drench her, no two ways about it. He positioned her under the tap, then switched on the release drain. The cold white smelly liquid started it's drenching process. Jenny looked down at her blouse, it was a wash with white liquid. This milk was not off, but the damage was already done from the earlier dousing's. He moved in with his hands and pulled the blouse open at the neck. The cold liquid flowed into the inside soaking Jenny's bra.

"EEWW!" Jenny spluttered.

He pushed her head back under the deluge, he moved her head round in a circular motion, making sure that her hair got trashed in the liquid. Then he pulled the back of her blouse open, the cascade flowed down her back, causing her blouse to stick to her. Jenny was cold, wet and smelly. Yet in Jenny's eye's this destruction was hot, steamy and getting her wet.

He pushed Jenny's head towards the floor.

"Stay facing the floor, you stupid, stinking, fuck whore!" One again he was stern.

Jenny could not help herself, she subbed. She adores it when they play and he is stern and destroys her. Jenny looked at her blouse dripping vile milk onto the shed floor. She looked round to see him going into the pen with the buckets in. He then started placing them in positions next to the conveyor belt. Jenny worked out what was next, the question is what is in those buckets? Her brain jumped back to the verbal abuse, she tingled in between her legs. Once more her brain wanted him to put her in the drain and dismantle her, with vile mess and degrading verbal abuse.


In a bit of a state!

Jenny remained on all fours looking at the shed floor, it was concrete and full of straw, mud and dirty water. She wanted to lie breast first in it. She did not, she knew she had to do as she was told. Being made to do things in a submissive manner, really turned her on. He moved behind her, Jenny could feel her ankles going into the shackles, walking would now be restricted.

"Feeding time for you, office fuck slut, I'm going to fucking dismantle you, your pristine office clothes are going to get destroyed!" He shouted.

Jenny looked at the floor, she did not speak, she was too busy getting turned on from the verbal abuse. The tingling sensation was starting to become a very slow burn. Her submissive side, slowly building, wanting dirty, destroyed, messy sex.

"Time for the conveyor, useless office cow. I'm going to fucking bombard you and that outfit!" Again his voice was commanding and stern.

"Spit on me." Jenny quietly gasped.

Why did she think it? It is so degrading to have somebody spit on you, especially your partner, yet she said it. The way Jenny felt he could put in the drain full of slop face first and take her arse.

He moved and pulled Jenny up by lifting her under her armpits. His hands moved onto her breasts and he had a good play with them. Jenny's nipples reacted, he could tell she already wanted him. Jenny noted he had taken his coat off, things must be getting a bit more hands on. He stood behind her, and walked her to the conveyor belt. Turned her round so she was at one end, her back facing the conveyor. As Jenny stood there, he did it. He spat on her, all down the front of her blouse. He did not speak to her. Jenny looked down, it looked disgusting, she was aroused, she wanted more.

"Lie down, on the conveyor facing upwards." He pointed to the machine.

"Make me!" Jenny blurted.

He spat on her blouse for a second time, this time over her left breast. Jenny sexually rushed from it, then he followed up and smeared it into the satin. Jenny almost came in her damp knickers on the spot. She submitted and lay down on the conveyor facing upwards. Jenny watched as he switched it on, slowly she rattled along, wet and stinking from the vile milk. He stood waiting with a bucket, as Jenny slowly passed, he tipped it all over her. Some kind of vile black liquid, wet and sticky all over the left side of her, all down her face, neck, blouse, belt and skirt. Jenny shook her head to get rid of the smelly mess that ruined her hair.

He ran in front of her to the next buckets, he had two! Jenny realized from her last trip the contents were PIG SWILL!

"Oh lord, I'm in for it!" Jenny Blurted.

He showed no mercy the first bucket drenched her hair, face, make up, neck and blouse. Carrots, bits of vegetables, it was all mixed in with the swill, turning her face a disgusting brown colour. Jenny could hear him laughing and shouting abuse at her. The swill made her want to suck him until his balls were dry. He had more for her. He picked up the second bucket of swill, and threw it with some force in-between her legs, drenching her stocking, suspenders, knickers and her black high heels. Jenny had no control she knew she was being sexually dismantled, with this disgusting vile mess.

Jenny attempted to move round on the conveyor, there was nothing she could do her ankles in shackles, her hands cuffed behind her back. She looked to her left, another two buckets yet. He had run ahead to the next one. As Jenny passed on the conveyor, he poured it. Compost! Dear lord, it was vile, dark, wet and smelly. Everywhere was clogged, it even somehow got inside Jenny's bombarded blouse. Jenny noted that all the slop that had fallen off the conveyor was now going into the drain. Again her thoughts turned to her being put in there. It becoming her own personal, disgusting, vile hell. Jenny wanted in.

Jenny heard him shouting more vile, verbal degrading abuse at her. Bliss, she closed her eyes. The conveyor stopped, she felt him unbuttoning her blouse. Jenny could do nothing to stop him. He held it open and poured a bucket of custard inside the destroyed blue satin fabric. Jenny moaned, he also pull the skirt open at the waistline and made sure that the inside got a liberal coating. Then he wasted no time, one hand went up her skirt into her knickers and he gave a good swift masturbating with two fingers.

"I'm a fucking mess!" Jenny gapsed out loud.

He continued for a about sixty seconds, they could both hear his fingers swishing round Jenny's wet vagina, mixed with custard, compost pig swill and the vile stinking milk. He watched as soon as he knew she was getting close. He stopped.

He pulled Jenny upright off the conveyor, Jenny stood there her blouse now undone, bra on display. Gasping somewhat from her sharp masturbation. He looked over at the drain covers.


Going down the drain:

Jenny stood there a reeking mess, she watched as he opened one of the metal grates, it was big enough for her to get in and lie down easily, Jenny stood there being quiet, she wobbled slightly from the state she was in, all the vile things he had done to her in the milking shed, had now taken effect she was quietly burning inside. The sixty second masturbation now made her want even more disgusting things doing to her. He came over and stood behind her, he bent down and undid the ankle shackles. Jenny lowered her head in a submissive posture. She secretly prayed that he would do it, and that it would stink.

"Come with me useless bitch!" He commanded.

Jenny did nothing, he grabbed her by the hair, again Bliss. He walked her over to the drain, Jenny's hand still clasped behind her back.

"Do your blouse up slut!" He promoted.

"Cannot sir, no free hand sir!" Jenny replied.

He moved in, heaved her breasts out and over the top of her bra, so the under-wire would slowly rub into her breasts. Now with her breasts exposed her buttoned her blouse back up. He said nothing, he stood behind and pushed her towards the drain. Jenny pushed back slightly. The tingling in her thighs was now a pulsing..

"NO, ITS FULL OF MUCK!" Jenny shouted.

"FUCK YOU, YOU'RE GOING IN!" He shouted back.

Jenny resisted pushing her heels into the concrete floor. He was to strong, her feet, legs where in the drain. God there must be all sorts in there. Straw, muck, compost, milk, swill, and whatever else the cows felt good enough to leave behind! He pushed again Jenny's legs slid under the second grate that was in a down position. One more good push should do it. Jenny slid in. SPLOSH! She went in back first back. She lay down in the vile, disgusting drain. He wasted no time in slamming the metal gate shut. Jenny was now in her own
private, vile, disgusting hell.

"You Bastard!" Jenny Shouted looking up through the grating.

He had not finished. He grabbed her legs, put ankle cuffs, round them and then chained her ankles to the grate. Jenny was now lying on her back arms clasped round her back. With her legs a akimbo chained to the metal grates, in a disgusting drain, in a milking shed!

"You utter, fucking, farm, fucking, rank, slut!" He balled this one at Jenny.

Jenny lay there looking up through the grate the smell was bad. She moved round looking at her destroyed satin outfit in this vile drain!

He moved away, and got more buckets of swill. The first one rained down through the grate onto her blouse, he followed up with a second in the face and hair. Jenny reeled from inside the drain, she could nothing, he was taking her apart.

"Please!" Jenny cried.

He knew to move in with more. He got more disused out of date milk and hurled that through the grate and at his destroyed girlfriend. Jenny took it, there was a lot of gurgling, screaming and giggling during the process. He threw more verbal at her. Jenny wanted even more he could tell. He stepped away for a moment.

Jenny heard the sound of a pipe, god no, don't hose the room down with me in the drain!

Water cascaded all over the room and into the drain, he Jenny watched as he cleaned the floor, all the straw, mud, muck, milk washed into the drain that Jenny was chained in. It filled and flowed past her. He put the hose pipe in where she was, drenching her. The force blew some of the buttons open her blouse. He hosed her in the face, no mercy was given. Jenny almost came from the abuse. Suddenly the hose was off.

His hands moved into and through the second grate, both hands up her skirt this time, BBBZZ! Two small vibrators on her vagina and clit. Jenny reeled out of control, she was being masturbated in the farm drain!

"FUCK, YES!" Jenny shouted.

He worked her hard, fingers, vibrators, all pounded her vagina. Jenny was red and swollen she could feel it. She watched him through the grate his hands roaming freely up her ruined satin skirt. He tore her knickers down round her ankles. Pussy slapping was given to Jenny. His hands slapping her sensitive vagina..

"Your destroying me!" Jenny blurted.

He moved to the drain cover with Jenny's face over it, he pulled it open, pulled down his flies. He put Jenny straight on it, she sucked him hard from her drain hell.

"More bitch, take all of it!" He commanded.

Jenny took all of his shaft in her mucky face. Suddenly he stopped again. He unbuttoned her blouse, exposed her breasts, smeared vile drain mud all over them. Pushed Jenny back down into the drain and closed the gate. Once more Jenny was in her vile drain hell.

Jenny stank, her breasts now exposed in this stinking drain, full of all sorts of disgusting mess. It went quiet he had gone somewhere? Jenny looked herself over, her outfit was destroyed, yet still in one piece. Well no, hang on her knickers were round her ankles. The drain was slowly emptying from the cleaning. Jenny heard the sound the sound of a what she thought might be a tractor. What was next? She tried to move, the drain restricted her. The blouse now stuck to her, now dark blue, with disgusting stains all over it. She wished he'd come back and put her back on his cock.


Blown away:

The sound of what Jenny thought was a tractor stopped, it sounded close. She looked up through the drain grate. He was back. The grate was opened. He moved quickly and undid her leg restraints.

"Get out, you smelly bitch!" He shouted.

Jenny loved it, She pushed herself up the drain on her back, the blouse snagged a couple of times, if it ripped so be it. She would just have to look even worse. Jenny managed to get out of the drain and stood up. What a sight. Totally plastered in muck, mud, compost, straw. It was splattered all over her. Add to this, the fact that she stank to high heaven. Jenny's idea of messy, humiliating bliss.

"Get over there." He pointed to a forklift!

"What, I'm not going on that." Jenny replied.

"Oh yes, your are, your going on the front of it, in that freezing pounding rain and hanging about for a while." He mocked as he replied.

Jenny looked again and it went in, he had been moving this forklift about. Attached to the forks, are two sets of chains. The forks are in the air, looks like Jenny is going to be attached underneath. He moved round her again. Jenny felt her arse get spanked twice, she enjoyed it. He pushed her to the forklift. Undid her cuffs that tied her arms behind her back. Then he attached them to the chains on the forklift. He jumped in the cab and lifted the forks. As the chains rose Jenny's arms stretched upwards. Then it happened she lifted off the floor. Jenny dangled from the chains.

He reversed the forklift slowly out of the shed, Jenny suspended by the chains. As soon as they went outside the driving rain hit her again. It reminded her of the time, they had sex on the seafront in the weather storm. He spun the forklift round so Jenny was facing into the rain. The forks were lowered so she was only a couple of inches from the floor, yet still dangling. The engine was switched off.

Jenny looked forward into the driving rain, she was cold, stinking, destroyed and degraded. She heard him climb out of the cab and watched as he walked round the side to her. He looked at her and started laughing, the mocking sexually destroyed Jenny, she wanted to fuck there and then. The blouse was opened again. Jenny tits exposed to the cold driving rain. The under wire from her bra, dug into her breast slightly. He moved round and got a hose. He pointed to Jenny to show her what it was attached to. Yep a pump, that had farm mud waiting to go through it.

"No don't you dare!" She called out.

He gave her no mercy. He opened the hose, the pump fired up. Brown, dirty, dark, watery mud, was launched all over her. The jet was aimed under the armpits, the face, hair, breasts, crotch. He pounded her skirt aiming at Jenny's vagina, everything was getting covered in this vile dark brown mud. He moved to the side. Jenny's blouse took a hammering, any buttons attached came open. He went round the back and pounded the rest of her outfit. More dark, stinking, reeking, intense mud, hurled over her once stunning attire. He focused the hose near her left armpit. Was he attempting to blow the blouse off her body, using the mud hose?

Jenny was pushed all over the place from the force of the disgusting barrage. The jet lowered, Jenny could be heard gasping for air, the barrage had pounded both physically and sexually. He walked up with hose, Jenny knew it was going up her skirt. He showed now mercy, he hosed the inside and outside, total saturation. He unzipped the rear, pulled the zip down, once more he attacked it with the hose, the force pounded Jenny's butt cheeks and he got what he wanted. Her skirt slid down to her ankles from the weight of bombardment.

"OH GOD, I'M BEING DISMANTLED!" Jenny pleasurably shouted.

He dropped the hose and moved in, straight to work on her vagina, long and fast. He worked her quickly. Jenny had no control as she dangled just above the ground. She looked down and saw him masturbating her with at least three fingers. Jenny moaned out loud with no control at all. Again suddenly he stopped and moved away. Jenny's skirt gave up and ended up in the dire mud, that was now all over the farm courtyard and the forklift!

He moved in with a small step and put it under Jenny so she could take the weight off her arms.

Jenny looked down, gasping. She was all over the place from that messy assault.

"Fuck me, please!" Jenny play cried.

"Fuck off, slut. I have more for you yet!" He was stern.

Jenny lowered her head. Her vagina was pounding. She was gasping to be fucked, and fucked hard!


The pit:

He pointed over the yard, Jenny's eyes moved across and followed, then she saw it. Dear lord, a compost pit! A huge square pit made from brick about thirty foot across and about four feet deep, it looked full. He came alongside Jenny and pushed by her hair towards the pit. Jenny noted a plank that was crossing the pit in the middle. It looked black and shiny, did it have something spread on it?

The stench from the pit, was well, that horrible farm smell! Jenny was forced onto her hands and knees.

"Stay there bitch. I told you, I had more for you!" He laughed.

"Yes, sir." Jenny head was lowered, though her eyes gazed at the pit. What was going to happen?

He moved away, Jenny could hear him walking round the farmyard sounded like he was picking something up. The rain has eased a bit, not that her outfit had any chance now everything was ruined and stank.

Jenny eyes caught some movement whizzing over her head. It was her skirt, yep, he threw it in the pit. Jenny watched as it slowly sank into all the rank compost and farm yuck.

"Get up, you fucking stinking, pig!" He shouted.

Jenny clambered to her feet. He was round her feet her heels came off.

"No please!" Jenny whimpered.

He paid not respect to her wishes at all. Jenny watched as her heels went into the pit. SPLOSH! They made a horrid noise as they went in.

"Blouse!" He shouted.

"Please, god no! I can't get it off, I'm cuffed at the back." Jenny again whimpered.

He moved in and took the cuffs off. Jenny felt him forcefully pulling at her blouse, she jerked several times as he pulled it off her body. Jenny felt the rain against her. She watched again, as the blouse went in. So far that floated on top of the pit.

Bra, Bitch!" He ordered.

Jenny submitted and it to was thrown into the pit. This sank.

Jenny was now in her stockings and suspenders only.

"Right useless, stupid, farm fuck, pig! Get over the plank to other side fall off and you pay a penalty." He ordered.

Jenny moved forward, slightly cold. It was good at first, then she stepped onto the black stuff, it was axle grease! God it was slippy. Jenny managed one more forward steps, before she felt herself going. She managed to stay up right. She moved her leg and lost her balance. She'd only managed to get about a quarter of the way across. She toppled and went in left side first.

"OH Shit!" Jenny squealed.

"May well be!" He replied.

SPLODGE! Totally submerged in the pit. Every inch of Jenny went under. She surfaced spluttering, cleared her eyes and stood up.

"Find you skirt, you stupid, fucking cow. MOVE!" He balled.

Jenny subbed and moved past her blouse that had half submerged from when she fell in.

"Crawl through it, you fucking stinking useless, fuck doll, get it found!" Once again he balled at her.

Jenny subbed and crawled through the pit on all fours, using her hand to feel round the bottom of the pit for her skirt. It was truly grosse. Joy, it was found. Jenny stood up and dragged her skirt back up.

"Put it on!" He ordered.

Jenny tried and toppled and went under for a second time.

"UURRGHH!" Jenny squealed.

"Get that fucking skirt on!" More orders barked from him.

The shouting was degrading shouting, this was sexually buckling Jenny. She was all over place.

Jenny got up right, she glanced at her tits plastered in the pits contents. Finally she managed to get the skirt back up.

"Bra." he folded his arms, while he waited.

Jenny felt round the pit.

"A shoe!" She commented.

"Leave it, the bra! Do as your told!" he looked at his watch.

Jenny continued to roam round the pit, once more she was back on her hands and knees. Her blouse had now submerged from her moving round the pit. The bra surfaced, god it looked disgusting. Jenny put it on, clasped it, spun it round and put her breasts back in the cups.

"Blouse." He ordered.

Jenny knew where this was and got it fairly easily. Putting it on was a nightmare, cold, wet, stinking. She made no attempt to clean it as she put it on..

[b"EEEWWW [/b]awful." Jenny complained.

Heels! I'm waiting." More orders.

Jenny knew where one was, she got that no problem. She moved round the pit, no joy.

"Cannot find it sir!" Jenny commented.

"Submerge, get it found. He looked sternly at her.

Jenny looked round the pit, and did it, right under. She came up, god what a sight. Still no heel. Back into her pit of hell she went. As Jenny surfaced a second time she saw the heel. It was on the plank that she had try to cross earlier. That bastard must have got it out when she toppled earlier.

"Bastard!" She cried.

He laughed Jenny got the heel and made no attempt to be lady like about putting them on. She just dropped on her back in the pit took her time re fastening the high heels on. Then she stood up right, everything back on except her knickers.


Fucked in the Swilling pool!

He gestured her to climb out of the pit, Jenny stumbled her way round. He laughed as she climbed out. She noted him, stroking his shaft that was erect in his pants. Demolishing Jenny was turning him on. Jenny felt seriously horny after being subjected to the barrage of totally disgusting mess. Mixing the torrent of sexually degrading abuse with this, had only heightened her need for disgusting messy sex.

He pointed to the middle of the farm courtyard. Jenny responded and waited as instructed, she looked down her ruined attire. It slowly dripped muck and mud onto the concrete floor. The clothes weighed heavy on her slimy body. Jenny watched as he turned the conveyor back on in the milking shed, then switched on the cleaning device that sprayed the conveyor down with multiple jets of cold water. A fine spray enveloped the conveyor. He came over and pull her towards it by her hair. Jenny submitted she was gasping to be fucked.

Are they going to fuck going through the spray?

"Enough of these office clothes, your a destroyed slut!" He commented.

He wasted no time. He tore the dirty blue, destroyed satin blouse open. The buttons had no chance, they flew all over the courtyard. He tore at some of the seams putting huge tears in them, destroying the blouse. Then round the back of Jenny's skirt, the rear split went, he was so forceful the zip was torn out as well.

"Dear lord!" Jenny gasped.

"Get those tits out!" He ordered.

Jenny slid her slimy stinking breasts out of her destroyed bra. He gestured to her to approach the conveyor.

The water was cold from the jets, but not harsh. Jenny turned round he was stripping. His cock was totally erect. God, they were going to have sex on the conveyor!

"Get on all fours facing away from me!" He ordered.

Jenny clambered on, the cold jets made her gasp as they soaked through her ripped, ruined attire.

She felt him behind he too was now on the conveyor, it started to move forward slowly. Jenny felt her torn skirt move to one side. He wasted no time in penetrating her. Slow long rhythmic fucks were delivered to her. He pushed in with all his shaft, then almost withdrew every time, Jenny gasped out loud she knew she being given a good fucking.

"God yes, please now!" Jenny gasped, yet blurted at the same time. As the conveyor water drenched them.

He moved faster, Jenny lowered her head onto the conveyor and lifted her arse slightly. He pounded hard and fast, Jenny was pushed forward slightly every time he fucked her. The jets blasted both of them as they travelled down the conveyor. More hard fucks from him. Jenny could not take much more, she was so sexually wound up, she was like a coiled spring!

"Please now, I'm fucking destroyed!" Jenny blurted.

He responded faster, and harder. Jenny could hear him shouting some form of abuse at her sexually. She was going to cum, there was no way she cold stop it now.. Then she noticed the conveyor was finishing. WHAT! There was a pool at the end, looked like it was full of pig swill. They where both going to end up in it!

The jets blasted Jenny, the fucking had her all over place. Just as they dropped of the end of the conveyor into the swill pit. He withdrew. They both tipped in. SPLOSH! Jenny submerged and came back up. He was right on her, cock straight in her mouth in the pit of swill. Jenny was on her knees sucking his cock, even though it has swill on it! She licked and sucked for Britain. He pushed her off spun her round and took her on all fours for a second time, in the pit!

Jenny exploded. "FUCK YES, IN PIG SWILL!"

Jenny's shout could be heard in the next county! He kept working her hard with his cock, long fast pumps now. Jenny started to shake in the pit as she climaxed.

"Have it BITCH!" He shouted!

"YES SIR!" Jenny screamed.

We're not sure who came first, and for how long for... They play fucked in the swill for some time, before Jenny gave up her ruined clothes. She was so impressed at him, for putting her through it. Then joining her in pit of swill and taking her in it. It was a day she would remember for a long time. A serious FARM FUCK!

[Muddy Katie 2]

There are some things in this I like, though not everything. PM me to chat?

[Muddy Katie 2]

I like some of the ideas in this, though i probably wouldn't want to go this far

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