”He looked at me, and then at the hay. There were still five or six bales on the truck. “Where, then?” he asked.I pointed to the side.We finishe... stacking the bales. He started for the door of the truck and I reached out and plucked at his shirt. He stopped, and turned to face me.“I’m horny,” I said.He blinked. “I’m not surprised. You’ve always been the horny one.”I laughed. Shannon was the slut, not me. I reached to unbutton his shirt. He let me get halfway down, and then gently stopped me.“I. The sock hop DJ was in one of the rooms right off the gym floor where he could watch the teenagers dance but had a door where we could ask for special songs for him to play. The dancing did not last long before Lydia and I had our first argument.It was noisy with the 60s rock music cranked up for dancing, so I pulled her into one of the rooms right next to the DJs room. Lydia made it a very short discussion letting me know in no uncertain terms that we were through. She was interested in Russ. I pulled up my own top and let my breasts dangle inches from her face. She almost went cross-eyed looking at them."Trust me," I said. A command that could have several meanings. "I know what it's like to wear a bra that's too small. Can you imagine what it was like for me to have these trapped in a cup three sizes too small?"She froze in place, so I helped her. I took her hand and put it on one of my breasts."I mean, really. Try to squeeze that down to an F-cup. Go ahead, try."She squeezed. We could all easily watch her cock as she pulled it out and thrust it back into Jack's now quite willing ass. Jack was no longer moaning and whimpering in pain. He was eagerly meeting each of Angel's thrusts with his own. I watched mesmerized as the long shaft of Angel's cock slid repeatedly through Jack's tightly stretched ass hole. I was dying to pull out my own cock and stroke it as I watched them on the floor, but since my cock is rather small and slim I didn't want anyone to see it. I.