.. Christ, was that all some kind of dream? Is Hawkins' show on the level, or wasn't that real last night?But Sarah had little time to grasp for such ...ispy fragments of hope, for she quickly was spotted by Henry Hawkins. Dropping his work, he came to her side hurriedly, his face at first blank and expressionless, then smeared with that same wicked grin she remembered now so clearly from last night."Feelin' all right?" he asked when he was close enough to talk without being heard by the. Chris's hands were all over her, caressing and massaging her tits, gently tugging on her nipples, running his hands in between her thighs. He made sure not to do anything that would get him thrown out. They had been talking for a while now, leaning in and talking close to each others' ears to counter the loud music. She let him keep rubbing her, squeezing her, caressing her. Now it was time for another dance. Crimson straddled Chris, letting his cock press directly against her pussy. She. His eyes focused on a young couple on a pile of hay near the door. The boy was humping the girl like crazy and Cliff's own cock immidiately began to grow into an erection.But when Cliff saw another girl under one of the horses, with what seemed to be a foot of hard horse cock slipping in and out of her cunt, and another naked girl holding onto that long prick with both hands, he'd never been more surprised in his life. He also felt that he should be disgusted. But the sight was even more. Just thinking about that along with the jersey brushing across my nipples every time I moved made them hard. Pressing against the jersey they stood out like two beacons in the night beckoning someone to come suck and chew on them. I had to admit to myself that I looked hot. We started standing out in front of the stadium about an hour and half before the game. Gary had made a little sign that said "2 tickets" and made me hold it while he held two fingers up. I had a lot of guys stop and talk to.