"I sure would like to see her pussy," Tony said, his voice low and hoarse with, emotion. "You don't think she'll tell on us, do you, Billy?"

You're Goddamn right I'll tell, Lynn promised herself. I'll call your father as soon as I get loose. I'll catch the next plane and leave you little shitheads to your fucking perverse thrills.

"Naw," she heard Billy say. "She likes this, can't you tell, dummy? She really likes us feeling her, looking at our cocks. She's just a cock-hungry bitch, that's all."

"You think we could fuck her?" Tony asked.

"Probably," Billy said. "She probably gets fucked all the time when Dad is home."

Lynn wanted to scream. Liar! Fucking little punk liars! She had never been fucked by any man but Jake. She didn't like it when he fucked her, and she wouldn't like it if any other man fucked her, either.

Tony was trying to feel between her closed thighs, trying to get to her cunt. Billy was standing up again, gazing at her tits, stroking his cock slowly.

Lynn opened her eyes. Billy's cock was almost touching her face. She cringed, yet seemed mesmerized by his young cock. She could see his piss hole, opening and closing as be stroked that hard prick.

"Let's jack off on her, Billy," Tony said, giving up his search for her cunt and standing next to his brother. "Wanna come on her?"

"Why not?" Billy agreed. "We can come on her fucking tits and she can't stop us."

Lynn watched, horrified, as the boys started to jack off rapidly right in front of her eyes. Her tits strained out, nipples hard, feeling excitement in spite of her fear. Her eyes darted from cock to cock. She struggled against the tight ropes helplessly. She didn't want them to come on her, not on ha tits or any place on her body. All she wanted was to be let loose so she could hide her shame.

Their fists moved fast and faster, both of them arching their hips close to her tits, Tony to the right, Billy on the left. She felt Tony press the wet head of his cock against her nipple. She began to sob again, her eyes closed. She listened to them grunt and gasp as they pulled on those young cocks. All she could do was sit there and hope they would get it over with quickly. She wanted to run to her room and cry with humiliation. The faster they came, the quicker she could run.