I never really referred to my asshole as a pussy, but he claimed it as being 'his pussy'. I guess that made me 'his pussyboy'. How delightful that tho...ght was for me.He rolled me over on my back, took my ankles in his hands, and raising and spreading them, aligned himself directly with my now raised 'pussy'. He spread some lube on my asshole and hit his target on the first try. I felt him pressing against my pussy and apply some pressure. I felt his head spread my pussylips and they opened with. When John was done explaining I said, “John, I’m about to make you a very happy man. I want you to use the small pipe exclusively when you come out to drill all our wells. I still want you to bring a wagonload of the large pipes, because I’ll need it for other things. Additionally, I want to take a half wagonload each, of both the large and small pipe with us when we leave in a few days.”By the time I was done talking, John’s smile was as big as mine. After making arrangements to pick up the. Things weren't weird or awkward at all. I told her I'd picked up some breakfast and tea. She couldn't function without her morning caffeine and I knew it. I heard the toilet flush then she got quiet and I thought maybe she'd left the bathroom. I pulled the curtain back a bit and saw her sitting on the counter in tears. I had shampoo in my hair but I grabbed a towel and got out. I put my arms around her and asked what was wrong. Again, she was moved to tears because she just wasn't used. He held me tight as we danced gripping my tight ass and squeezing it, kissing me with his tongue searching mine out. I was getting quite hot and horny with the lights and music pounding around us. I felt another hand on my waist as a young guy pulled up behind me. I looked at mike and he smiled and said " it's ok enjoy yourself!" He backed up slightly and another young guy stepped in front!! They both started to touch my body as we danced feeling my ass and groping between my legs. My whole.