She cupped my balls with one hand, oily fingers gently rubbing them, as she was bobbing her head up and down my cock, each time taking more inside. I ...ould feel he tongue rubbing my cock inside her mouth as I hit the back of her neck; she held it there and hummed lightly, vibrations going up and down my shaft. I gasped, almost cumming there and then, forcing myself to focus on her pussy so I could last as long as possible. I pushed two fingers, then three, into her pussy and it was her turn to. “You need to go down this hallway and hang a left when you see the statue of the fat guy with the mustache. From there, cross the grass, walk passed the fountain and enter the second door after the gym. You should find the theaters there.”“Ohhhh, wow, I feel stupid now. Thank you,” he said, and I heard the paper crumple as he picked it back up. Once my eyes had adjusted to the relative darkness while trapped under the desk, I was rewarded with a blatant view up Aubrey’s skirt. Her panties were. As she turns around, I notice her breasts straining against her white blouse. As she leaves the store, I “happen” to bump into her.“Sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going.”“That’s ok sir, I wasn’t watching either.”“You’re a pretty little thing. I see you just came out of the music shop. Did you get anything?”“No, sir. I don’t have any money. I used up my allowance already. It isn’t fair! My parents only give me 10 dollars a week.”“Poor girl. I understand. Perhaps if there was a way you. There was punch and little nibbles on a table, and a band consisting of a guitar, a mandolin, and a fiddle. There was a piano in the corner, but no one knew how to play it. I was sure Courtney would be sitting in front of it before the night was out. Wilhelm was one of the lucky ones, and I knew he’d be spelling her. They had dressed up as best they could, wearing what Courtney called their ‘company shirts.’ She’d made one for every man on the ranch, bright red, double breasted with brass.