'Oh, please don't!' Millie cried.
'Course, there is another way,' Cal said, looking at Pete.
'What're you getting at?' his older brother asked, squinting.
Cal suddenly became subdued. 'Well, I was gonna talk to you today, Pete. Looks like now's the best time for it. I, uh, changed my mind about staying here at the ranch. I'm for selling out.'
Pete's eyes widened. 'When did all this happen?'
'Just last night. I was with Viv, you know.'
Millie wondered who Viv was, but didn't ask. She was sick with shame over having been caught with Pete, and she was trembling for fear Cal would make good his threat to tell Danny.
'What's that red-headed slut got to do with it?' Pete asked.
Cal's face darkened. 'Watch the way you talk about her. Viv means something to me.'
'Sure – a cheap piece of tail.'
Cal balled a fist, then slowly relaxed. A grin crept over his fleshy face. 'You ain't gonna rile me up – not now, not when I'm in the saddle.'
'What are you talking about?' Pete snapped. 'Make it plain.'
'Okay – either you agree with me that we ought to sell the ranch, or I'll tell Danny about you and his bride.'
Pete stared at his younger brother for several moments, then said, 'Maybe you just better go ahead and tell him.'
'Think good,' Cal advised. 'It'll bust the family wide open. Danny won't want to stay here after that. He'll agree to sell out, even if you won't. And it'll take only two of us to convince Pop. That's majority rule.'
'Why do you want to sell all of a sudden?'
Cal shuffled his feet. 'Viv and me are fixing to take off. We need some money to get us started.'
'You want to give up your interest in the ranch just for a few weeks with that babe? Shit, she'll leave you as soon as the money runs out.'
'She will not!' Cal declared vehemently. 'She's… gonna be my wife.'
'Cal, you don't even know her.'
'I know all I need to know. Now, are you going to agree to sell or not?'
'Can't I… please get dressed?' Millie inquired plaintively. She was still sitting naked in the grass.
'Don't be in a hurry,' Cal said, tossing her a grin. He returned his attention to Pete. 'Well, what's it gonna be, brother?'
'Go ahead and make it with Millie,' Pete said. 'We can think over the other.'
'Pete, what are you saying?' the surprised girl exclaimed.
'What's it matter to you – another piece more or less?' Pete retorted. 'I've got important things at stake.'
Cal glanced at the pretty girl who was trying to conceal her voluptuous charms as she cowered in the grass. He wet his thick lips, then turned away.
'Naw, I don't think I'd better.' He looked at Pete again. 'If I was to screw Millie, I wouldn't have no leverage on you.'
He hesitated, and his face slowly brightened. 'But hell, it don't make no difference, does it? If Danny finds out we both fucked his sweet bride, he'll be all the more anxious to get away from us. He'll want to sell out for sure.'
Horror gripped Millie. The thought of having sex with her other brother-in-law, after she already had sinned with Pete, was bad enough, but the prospect that Danny would find out about both transgressions and perhaps never speak to her again was unbearable.
Millie struggled to her feet and began to run. Cal took off after her. Pete stood and watched, realizing that his best bet was to let his brother take Millie and hope her tight little cunt would get his mind off Viv. There was something funny about that redhead, anyway. She just didn't ring true.
Millie dodged through the trees, her white buttocks wiggling and quivering. Her titties bounced. As her thighs scissored together, Pete's sperm dribbled down between them, creating a slimy slickness.
Running fast, despite the lustful swelling in his pants, Cal gained on the desperate girl. Finally he grasped her around the middle and hauled her to the ground, falling atop her.
'Please… please!' she cried.
'What the… hell are you fussing about?' Cal panted as he rolled her over. 'You put out… to Pete. What's wrong with me?'
'I hate you!' Millie exclaimed, grappling with him. Tears welled in her eyes. 'I hate both of you!'
'Now just simmer down…'
Holding her firmly against the grass as he straddled her, Cal smeared his wet mouth onto hers. His tongue stuffed its way between her lips. His hand, between their bodies, clutched a pliant, full-mounded breast. Powerless to resist him, Millie felt her resolve melting just as it had done with Pete. She didn't want to give in; she simply couldn't help herself.
She hated the humiliating incursion of Cal's tongue, the sucking of his slobbery lips against hers. She hated his hand on her breast, squeezing and punishing the sensitive organ. But her nipple stiffened against his palm, and her pussy began to generate a fresh supply of love cream.
Cal didn't prolong the deep kiss. After only a short while, he slid backward on Millie's voluptuous young body and began paying oral attention to her tits, licking and tugging at her nipples as he batted the wobbly boobs about.
She didn't fight Cal, even though her arms were free. What was the use? Her own traitorous body was as much to blame for her degradation as Cal was.
Pete came strolling up. The lanky man stood with his hands thrust into the hip pockets of his jeans, his pelvis arched insolently forward, as he watched his younger, huskier brother wallowing in the creamy billows of Millie's chest. She stared up at Pete, her eyes wide and helpless. She breathed through parted lips.
'Get her to suck your dick,' Pete told his brother. 'She likes that.'
She moaned softly.
Cal lifted his head. He stared at Pete. 'She did that for you?'
'Hell, yes,' Pete smirked proudly.
Millie had never hated anyone so intensely. Though Cal was on her at the moment, Pete was the man she most loathed.
'Damn, I'd really enjoy a blow job. Viv won't…' Cal caught himself before saying more, but the information was out.
'Millie will,' Pete replied. 'Won't you, honey?' He nudged her with the toe of his boot.
'No!' she exclaimed, eyes flashing defiantly. Now that the stimulation had momentarily stopped, her strength of purpose was returning.
'Show her your pecker,' Pete advised his brother. 'Once she gets a look at it, you won't be able to keep her from going down.'
Millie shuddered with shame. But as Cal, grinning in lewd anticipation, began opening the front of his pants, her eyes were drawn to the widening gap. When he reached inside to take out his organ, she tensed. Her blood quickened.
Pete watched with amusement. When Cal's cock swung into view, stiffening to a firm erection, though smaller than Pete's had been, Millie felt a fluttery sensation.
'You don't have to sit on her,' Pete said.
'Shit, she'll get up and run again,' Cal replied, laughing as his naked cock stuck out.
'No, she won't. Will you, honey?' Pete gave Millie another poke with the toe of his heavy boot.
Her only answer was to whine. But she kept staring at Cal's prick.
'Get off her,' Pete told his brother.
With obvious misgivings, Cal dismounted.
'Now lie on your back,' Pete said.
'Aw, now wait a minute…'
Cal stretched out next to Millie, watching her all the while. Her sense of humiliation increased. Pete was
