The late afternoon sun was unforgiving, casting long shadows across the dusty road outside the saloon.

A lone figure shuffled down the street raising small clouds of dust.

The doors of the saloon slammed open! The few late afternoon drinkers dived for the floor and the lone bartender dropped out of sight.

“Who do I have to suck to get a drink around here?”

The stranger stalked to the bar, boots jangling with every step. She slammed her open hand onto the bar top, repeating her question.

“Who do I have to suck to get a drink around here?”

The hot heavy silence was broken by a deep voice coming down the wide staircase at the back of the saloon.

“I guess that would be me.” The tall owner of the voice was striding down the stairs. He was tall and lean, dressed entirely in black. Tight black jeans, a black silk shirt and tie with a tall black hat.

“I’m the owner of this place. They call me Slim,” he said.

The stranger at the bar turned and watched him as he slowly moved towards her.

She eyed him up and down. She turned to face him as she slowly unbuttoned her long leather coat. Taking it off, she dropped it on the bar.

She stood before him, wearing jeans, dusty boots and a skimpy red lace bra.

“They call me Red,” she said with a smile, as she dropped to her knees before him.

Slim looked at her as she fondled with his solid silver belt buckle. Her hair was the colour of the desert sand at dawn. Her skin was soft and pale. Her magnificent breasts bounced as she moved, the red lace barely covered her erect nipples which threatened to escape at any moment.

Red quickly opened Slim’s jeans and let them drop to the floor. He stepped back, kicking them off his legs. His underwear could not hide his growing erection. Red shuffled closer, her eyes wide as she released his cock.

“Mmm,” she murmured, “I’m going to enjoy this.”

She caressed his balls still encased in his underwear. His cock stood proudly, pointing at her luscious red lips. Red licked her lips slowly, then extended her tongue to just touch the tip of his knob. Her tongue traced a line from his knob, down the shaft as she removed his underwear.

With soft little kisses, like the touch of a butterfly, she moved from his balls back up his solid shaft. Her tongue moved around the edge of his ruby red knob before her lips fully closed on the tip of his erection.

She sucked lightly. Opening her mouth a bead of precum appeared at the slit in his cock. Her tongue touched it and she lapped it up eagerly.

“I’m thirsty,” she said quietly. “I want a drink.”

Slim just smiled.

Red’s mouth watered as she imagined easing her hot cunt onto this fantastic cock. She quickly placed wet sloppy kisses all over his cock. Her mouth sucked and her lips moved along the shaft. Her teeth and tongue teased the hard knob, seeking and finding precious precum as it bubbled from the tip.

Her hands reached behind him, grasping his bum and pulling him towards her. Red bounced her mouth up and down, being careful to take every inch of him deep into her throat.

She could feel his body stiffen as soft moans escaped from his lips. She sensed he was close, but she didn’t slow her pace. Her arms tightened their grip on his waist as his body suddenly shuddered.

His hips thrust and she felt him explode in her mouth.

Three times he pumped hot, sticky cum into her mouth. She pulled his still throbbing cock from between her lips as more cum shot across her face.

She pointed him at her breasts and smiled as his last few drops fell onto the red lace.

She licked her cum covered lips and smiled as she swallowed his load of cum.

“The first drink is on the house,” he managed to say, “you have to earn the next one.”