And drank and drank some more. Megan was having a great night. She met a married couple that went out to the club a few times a month. She hit it off ...ith Emily and they exchanged numbers. She was drunk, but was having fun. Tom and her talked about her work and her husband. Whenever Issac came up she would get angry. She was dancing with Tom and he just looked at her. “I think you need to have more fun.”“Life What?” Megan said. Tom leaned in and kissed her. She pulled back. She felt herself. His cock juice felt great dripping down my leg. I put my top back on but not my bra and smoked a normal cig. I felt great and when Id finished wanted more so got back in the position I was and Jamie then fucked me hard the same way. He lifted my top up and felt my tits as he banged me hard my hands on the wall while he pumped me hard and fast pounding my pussy with his hard throbbing big cock. His balls slapping against me as he ripped the back out of me. He pulled me by the waist harder and. He looked me in the eyes, without casting glances down to my bust. So his eye-contact with me was classy but it did not bode well for my chances with him. Most guys look through a sheer blouse and many look way too much. This guy was by reputation a real stud but he was NOT showing any interest in me. I felt like the best strategy would be to circulate away from Ricky before he took the initiative to move away from me. After moving across the terrace I ran into his father who picked up the tour. She could waitress if she had to, but she planned to rejoin the picker and packer route of the seasonal fruit harvesters, which was how she usually kept herself alive when the weather was warm. The work was physical, but the rewards were good if you were. And she was good, really enjoying working in the fields and orchards. Besides, if the job became a drag, or the people gave her grief, she could walk out any time, getting paid for what she'd done so far and just moving on.Right now she was.