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you think your shit for brains husband can hike for two more hours without water?”
    Heather turned to look at Tommy who seemed ready to collapse. “No, oh God no,” she said. She turned back to Willy. “Please, he’s lost so much blood. Can’t you see?”
    Sam had joined them. He poked Willy, “Maybe she can pay?”
    Willy held up the half empty bottle. “Can you pay?” he asked
    “You know I can’t. You burned everything.”
    “There’s other ways,” Willy said.
    “I-I…don’t…” she began
    Willy interrupted, “You could wet them pretty lips and ask me and Sam to kiss you.” She looked down at the ground saying nothing. Willy held up the bottle and started to pour the water out.
    “Don’t!” she said. Willy stopped pouring. She stood silent for a moment. She looked up at the leering men. She licked her lips. She turned toward Willy, “Please,” she said, “kiss me.”
    “Tongue?” he asked
    She bowed her head and shook it vigorously, “No, no, I-I can’t.” Willy nodded at Sam who brought the butt of his rifle down on Tommy’s foot breaking a bone. Tommy cried out and fell to his knees.
    Heather turned toward Tommy but before she could go to him Willy grabbed her arm and swung her around. He put both hands on her ass and pulled her to him, “We ain’t supposed to damage you,” he hissed, “but ain’t nothin’ we can’t do to your husband. Maybe Sam gonna break his other foot.”
    “Oh God! Please don’t, please I’m begging you, please.” Willy pulled her tight against his crotch. “Grind that bare pussy around on my dick,” he said. She stood on her tiptoes and pushed against him feeling his cock harden. “Tongue?” he asked.
    She nodded. “Yes.” She tilted her head up and parted her lips. She slid her tongue into his mouth and ran it over his broken teeth. He forced her to keep moving her pussy in a circular motion over his stiffening cock. When he released her she was breathing heavily, her cheeks red. “Please,” she rasped, “more...more.” She lifted her hips and moved forcefully against him. She ground her pussy into the hardness at his crotch. In less than twenty seconds she orgasmed, crying out and falling to her knees, her head bowed.
    Willy stepped away from her. Sam handed him the rifle, “My turn,” he said. He was much taller than and easily twice as heavy as Willy. He yanked Heather to her feet and leaned toward her. She licked her lips again and lifted her head. He pressed his open mouth over hers which opened to receive his tongue. Roughly, he grabbed the cheeks of her bare ass and, like Willy, pulled her against his hard cock.
    “Yes,” she whispered harshly, “yes, yes, like that.” For the second time within three minutes she came. If Sam hadn’t continued to hold her, she would have fallen to the ground.
    “Goddamn!” he exclaimed, “I think we got us a fuckin’ nympho.” He stepped back and forced her to look up. “You ever suck cock?”
    Tears streamed down her cheeks. She shook her head, “No,” she said looking down.
    “But you’re gonna. You’re gonna suck my cock and Willy’s cock maybe a couple times a day. Ain’t that right?”
    Suddenly it was like in those dreams repeated over and over through years and years. In her mind she saw a long red horrible looking penis that was hard. She felt her mouth fill with saliva and her lips part. She was on her knees, the stench of the ugly cock was heavy as it slid into her mouth, and the taste was what she’d been hungering for. Sam repeated his question, holding her under the chin making her look into his eyes, “You gonna be our pretty little cocksucker. You gonna suck us off whenever we says so?”
    “Yes,” she said.
    Willy stepped forward, “Tell us, bitch. Tell us what you gonna do.”
    She glanced at him then at Sam, “I-I’ll suck you...suck your...your cocks whenever you want me to.” Her nipples were hard and she could feel the warm juice in her pussy.
    Sam grinned