Russ just leaned against a fender and watched; usually he was a little more talkative. Still you could see how happy he was when that pickup started u... for the first time in nearly a week. He smiled as he shut the truck off. “Glad that wasn’t too hard to change out. I am sure everyone will be happy to have a clean road.” Inside the ranch house was equally as stereo type as the cowboy who lived here. Old west photography, rustic furniture, a couple mounted deer heads and the radio tuned to old. Typical man, I thought. The room had grown quieter and as I looked around I could see it was nearly empty. Apart from myself and Richard's father, there were just four other people; Richard, and the three naked men filling his every orifice. He was sandwiched between two muscular men and was greedily sucking off a third. His eyes found mine and he looked at me in horror despite the enthusiasm his body was showing for the attention. I remembered my job and I gently rolled Richard's father off of. If you looked up the word “fuck” in the dictionary, her full length, minimally clothed picture should be the wordless definition you found. He thought to himself, “Jesus, what a fabulous fuck she’s going to be, those lucky damned donkeys were in for one hell of a good time.”When he was through visually inspecting the dazzling merchandise, the blonde sex goddess stepped up and gave him a full lipped kiss right on the mouth, slipping him some wicked wet tongue while she rubbed her lush body. "I wouldn't forget a tasty little piece of dark chocolate like you."The dark chocolate comment gave Brandie a moment of pause as she thought. Is she coming on to me with her girl friend right there?"Um yes, but that wasn't my idea..." Brandie started to explain. "I know we get you girls in her all the time, from every school in the area. I wish the little dykes would just come out and play, don’t you? Shaq asked."I don't think any of them are...in the closet," Said Brandie."Oh really, what.