The troopers were able to read her excitement. They both glared down at her through their sunglasses, and Crystal was able to see four clear images of herself in the four mirror-like lenses. Her naked body was flushed with excitement. Her face was rosy with lust. She looked seductive even to herself.
"Ever see anything like it?" Tom asked.
"Never," Roy said. "She would have sucked jism outta the sticks if you wouldn't have taken them away."
The softened cocks of the two men throbbed upward, reaching full erections again.
"Seems to me," Tom said, stroking his cock, "that the little bitch likes putting on a show."
Roy worked his hand up and down his own cock. "Yeah, it seems so."
"Well then, let's let her put on a show for us," Tom said. He lifted his boot and knocked Crystal over, rolling her onto her back.
The sunshine washed over her. Hot stones dug into her back. The troopers stared down at her like giants. Tom leaned forward, the billy clubs still in his hands. Crystal felt like an insect under a microscope.
"Spread your legs," Tom ordered. As Crystal opened herself up, Tom inserted the blunt end of one billy club between her pussylips and twisted it, working the thick rod of wood up into her excited young cunt.
Crystal gasped, her cunt stretched hugely. She tensed up, her toes curling. The trooper inserted the other billy club in her open mouth, twisting it in until Crystal gagged, then let the free end of the club fall on her chest. He took her hands then, and wrapped them around the free end of the club that protruded from her cunt.
"Fuck yourself," Tom said. "Go on, fuck yourself."
Crystal shifted her eyes around. They were all watching her, and a wave of self-consciousness made her flush with embarrassment. Here she lay, her mouth stuffed with a billy club, another billy club in her cunt, her hands wrapped around the free end of it. The troopers expected her to fuck herself in front of everybody. Her hands shook as they began to work the huge club in and out.
"Suck," Tom growled. "Don't just work on the one stick. Suck on the other one."
Spit leaked from Crystal's mouth, running down over her chin and neck. She felt like a drooling infant with a pacifier in its mouth. She closed her eyes, sucking one billy club and masturbating herself with the other one. She could hear the squishing of the club in her cunt, could hear the tense silence in the canyon, which was disturbed only by the heavy breathing of the two masturbating troopers as they ogled her.
She moved the club in and out eight inches at a time, fucking her gaping pussy with the huge wooden dildo. The hard, smooth wood slid easily between her juice-greased pussylips. Her sensitive cunt walls, fluffy and hot, sucked at the club. Her clit squirmed against it, daggers of pleasure shooting through her small fuck-nub.
"Damn, look at her!" Tom said, and she opened her eyes slightly, enough so she could see the excited cop gazing down at her with lust and jacking his big hard cock.
Roy was jacking his prick just as fast, his tongue flicking along his lips as he salivated over her.
Crystal's lust surged. She plunged the billy club in and out of herself, spreading her legs as wide as she could, curling her toes. She munched on the club in her mouth, pretending it was a big hard cock. Her tits swelled, her nipples standing up like fingertips and quivering. She arched her back, thrusting her cunt up at the billy club as she rammed it into her teenaged body faster and harder.
She panted, making, sharp grunting, whimpering noises. She rocked her hips, humping at the sliding billy club, fucking herself and fucking the club at the same time. The sun-baked ground felt good against her back, hard and rough. The stones bruised some of her vertebrae, bruised her shoulder blades, but she enjoyed the mild pain, which helped to excite her even more. Her cunt grew tighter and tighter, her fuckmeat swelling, the fuck-tension building to a head inside her.
The two men moved closer to her, standing directly over her, staring down at her nudity and shameless masturbation. As they jacked their swelling pricks, their fucklube rained down on her, splatting against her belly, her tits, her face. She enjoyed the rain of hot male fucklube letting it excite her even more.
"Oh, Christ, I can't take it!" Roy groaned. "Shit!" His eyes rolled back and cum exploded from the piss slit of his jerking prick, failing all over Crystal in heavy splashes. The tall man's knees shook. "Ahhhhhhhhhh!" He spurted again and again, jerking off on Crystal's naked, heaving body.
Crystal's excitement reached a peak. Plunging the billy club wildly, she arched up, wiggling her ass, bringing herself off. She bit down hard on the club stuffed in her mouth, gnawing on it as the toe-curling pleasure clawed through her sensitive young pussy.
"Mmmmmmmn, mmmmmmmmn!" she moaned, her eyes wobbling drunkenly, her lithe body jerking as the spasms ripped through it.
"Ohhhh, yeahhhhh!" Tom bellowed, "Hot bitch!" cum shot out of his cock in thick white torrents, showering down on Crystal like gobs of molten wax. The fuck-wads glued themselves to her body, one of them plopping directly on one of her thrusting nipples.
As Crystal squirmed in the dirt, degrading herself in front of the two cops and her entire family, the cops finished blowing their loads on her. The two men were milking the last of their cum from their pricks when the radios on their motorcycles, which had been hissing and buzzing with cop-talk all along, suddenly sounded clearer and louder. They retrieved their billy clubs, yanking the nightsticks roughly out of Crystal's mouth and cunt, and hustled toward their cycles, stuffing their pricks in their pants.
Roy snatched his mike from the bike and babbled back into it, responding to the voice on the other end. The two troopers muttered curses and swung onto their bikes, zipping up as they straddled the machines.
"Don't go nowhere," Tom shouted at the family. "You stay put, hear?"
Their motorcycles roared to life and they switched on their red lights and sirens.
"Stay put!" Roy bellowed at the family, scowling as he swung his bike in the opposite direction.
The two motorcycles roared off, leaving billowing red dust behind them. Their sirens howled, echoing off the walls of the canyon.
"Everybody in the car!" Howard yelled. "Get your clothes and get in the car!"
"But they told us to stay put," June said. She crawled over to Crystal, jerking herself off as she lapped the cum of the two men off her daughter's body.
Crystal lay there, unbelieving. She eased herself up on her elbows, watching her mother lap at her like a dog, her mother's fat tongue catching the thick gobs of white fuck-slime and shoveling them into her mouth. The woman moaned as she ate the cum, masturbating herself.
"For God sake, June!" Howard bellowed. "Have you lost your mind? In the car! Now!" He ran at June, hauling her away from Crystal by the hair.
"On your feet!" Howard ordered. "Randy, gather up all the clothes, quick!"
"But my clothes are all cut up!" June whined, still fingering her pussy.
"You can cover yourself with them at least," Howard said, pushing June toward the car. "Come on everybody, let's go!"
CHAPTER TWELVE
It took almost an hour for the stationwagon to make its way out of the canyon. Crystal watched her father drive with a concentration she had never seen him display before. June clung to the dashboard, staring ahead as the car wound its way around sharp curves, her naked tits bouncing. June had wrapped her torn blouse around her neck like a blanket, but it failed to cover her tits. Howard didn't seem to care about his wife's nakedness. He was too intent upon driving.