Quint and I sat down on folding chairs and watched the band warm up. "It really sucks you couldn't find anyone to build the stage," Quint said, taking...a drag on a cigarette."Yeah, but we can just have the audience stand in the field and have the bands play in the end zone," I replied. "Honestly, we'll probably save money that way."Terry McSwain, the bassist, looked at us "Did you guys say you needed someone to build a stage?" Yeah, but we couldn't find anyone," I responded."My Dad's a. He pulled the elastic out on his boxers, and sure enough, the boys were still there. He let the elastic go with a slap against his belly, as he shook his hand and pursed his lips. The door unlatched and opened and Marie peered her head inside, raising an eyebrow upon seeing her brother standing there, looking as if he just saw a ghost, pursing his lips and shaking his hand back and forth as if pondering something."Aaaaaaaree you okay?" Marie asked inquisitvely, eyebrow raised.Rick stopped. “I’m sorry…but I don’t think you understand what I’m talking about. I’m not an idiot. I know what puberty is and does, okay? And yeah, I’m sure he’s started it, but this…I mean his size…it’s way more than---he’s bigger than my husband was, okay? He’s bigger limp than my husband was hard…bigger than any guy I’ve ever messed with in my life. Do you understand me?” Linda scooted back a few inches on her stool and stared at her blankly for several tense moments before finally. A man approached the couple with his cock rigid. He looked angry and needy. He pointed at Lauren’s mouth, “No, you may not!” Michelle watched as the man scurried away and continued to fuck her girl. “Mine!” Lauren felt liquid heat flood her body and then her mistress shocked her again. Michelle pulled her drenched fingers from her pet, lifted the flogger, and thrust the handle deep inside her pussy! Tears flooded Lauren’s eyes as her pussy was throttled by the flogger. “Fuck me!” Lauren.