Now, I've got to go. Very nice to meet you, Ian. Thank you for coming on the program. I really enjoyed listening to your story," she said as we shook ...ands.I think that little conversation did more for me than anything I had heard in the past few days. Well, two down, one to go. The finale was on Thursday morning at the TV studio in town. The program was a breakfast show and began at six am and ran to nine am. My segment was scheduled at seven. There were three on-air hosts, a woman. I laid there on top of him getting my ass finger fucked while he feasted on my young firm tits. “Oh god Mr. Ross! I need you to fuck me, I need you to fuck me right now! Shove that fat fucking cock in me!” he forced me onto my back and I instinctively spread my legs. Mr. Ross was quick to kneal between my opened thighs, slapping his club-like cock against my clit.“Horny little girl scout slut ready to get fucked in the ass?”“Yes! Yes! Oh my god yes!” I fully expected and braced myself for him. You're not a hand — you were never a hand, I hope you know that even if I treated you that way for a while."Jacob chuckled but Marnie turned serious."We can bring in people to do the work," she said. "But we've got other chores that need to be done around here — especially the type that might make you a bit tired in the morning."Still, Jacob and Marnie would spend the days figuring out ways to grow the ranch. There was land around them that could be purchased for expansion and they discussed. Thankfully I'd jacked off last night, or I'd have to run find a bathroom stall and take care of it now.After class, I said goodbye to Shay and headed off to finish up my day. I had a two hour lunch break, but I had to spend all of it doing some calculus homework. In the afternoon, I went to work at the computer center and spent the rest of the evening there.I had a paper due the next day, and it wasn't a "party night," meaning nobody was planning on getting together. Wednesdays and Fridays were.