NurseMaxine
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- Joined
- Oct 3, 2011
Dr Snyder, the Hall county vet had his hands full but it wasn't with horses and cows. It was with his three identical daughters who had just turned 18 and graduated from Hall County high school. Theirs was a small rural school, and most the girls didn't expect much beyond finding a successful cowboy who either owned a ranch or was lucky and tough enough to do well at professional rodeo. Otherwise, they would join the dozens of them in the town of Farley New Mexico that waited table at a diner or worked in the local convenience store. A few who had talent might sing at the local taverns. His daughters were among them . They were pretty little blonds with big breasts and narrow waists, and round asses, that could drawing in a cowboy from a mile away. The girls were all tiny at between four foot seven and four foot eleven. None weighed much over a hundred pounds and with 38 DD breasts they were top heavy. They turned heads wherever they went.
Josie, Jane, and Jennifer were determined to take their Dad's '83 Silverado and head East to New Orleans for Mardi Gras, but there Dad had turned them down flat, knowing the trouble that three hot young blonds could get into on the road alone. So it was that the old truck and the girls with it had disappeared down the highway about 3:30 that morning, before the sun was up and we're already halfway across Kansas before their Dad realized that the only thing in their beds were extra pillows. Josie, had called to tell their father where they were as they approved Joplin from the West and headed south west across Arkansas.
They were about fifty miles west of Little Rock when there was a loud band from u der the hood of the old truck and loosing power and a lot of oil, they were forced to pull over. As they sat helpless in the steaming cab of the o?d truck, they were glad they had worn jeans cut off just short of the crotch and white ribknit tank tops. The girls were feeling their oats and had decided that they could do very well without bras and panties. It made them feel sexy. Now sitting in the hot cab, their already thin tops were slowly soaking with sweat, and becoming closer to translucent with every passing moment.
Just then another old pick-up pulled up behind theirs and two rough looking guys got out and approached their rolled down windows. On both sides of their old Silverado. "Looks like you ladis are in trouble. Why don't you get out. The guys opened the truck doors and pulled the girls out of the car and roughly dragged them off the side of the road and into the near by woods.
Josie the most agressive of the three, kneed her captor in the groin and Rand back up to the road and flagged down the first vehicle she could, screaming "help! Help!" at the top of her lungs.
Josie, Jane, and Jennifer were determined to take their Dad's '83 Silverado and head East to New Orleans for Mardi Gras, but there Dad had turned them down flat, knowing the trouble that three hot young blonds could get into on the road alone. So it was that the old truck and the girls with it had disappeared down the highway about 3:30 that morning, before the sun was up and we're already halfway across Kansas before their Dad realized that the only thing in their beds were extra pillows. Josie, had called to tell their father where they were as they approved Joplin from the West and headed south west across Arkansas.
They were about fifty miles west of Little Rock when there was a loud band from u der the hood of the old truck and loosing power and a lot of oil, they were forced to pull over. As they sat helpless in the steaming cab of the o?d truck, they were glad they had worn jeans cut off just short of the crotch and white ribknit tank tops. The girls were feeling their oats and had decided that they could do very well without bras and panties. It made them feel sexy. Now sitting in the hot cab, their already thin tops were slowly soaking with sweat, and becoming closer to translucent with every passing moment.
Just then another old pick-up pulled up behind theirs and two rough looking guys got out and approached their rolled down windows. On both sides of their old Silverado. "Looks like you ladis are in trouble. Why don't you get out. The guys opened the truck doors and pulled the girls out of the car and roughly dragged them off the side of the road and into the near by woods.
Josie the most agressive of the three, kneed her captor in the groin and Rand back up to the road and flagged down the first vehicle she could, screaming "help! Help!" at the top of her lungs.