The first off was Ashley. The standard cheerleading beauty, her chestnut brown hair cascaded down her back. Smiling even after five hours on a bus, it...was her breasts the guys were paying the most attention to. Full and firm at sixteen, they bounced with every skip like step she took. Following her were Lisa and Diane. Lisa was a Mediterranean beauty, with raven hair cut to shoulder length, her low cut t-shirt revealing tanned full breasts. Diane was shorter, standing about 5’5”. Her blond hair. While he was screening the emails, Gwen and Molly joined him and just watched. After a while, Gwen went to fetch Jason. "So you think they might be potential statistics?" Jason asked."I need to talk to each of them to find out," Curt answered."Do you think we could have professionals screen them?" Jason asked."Well, the reason they replied now is my personal credibility," Curt said. "I could try to hand them off, but I would hate to lose any of them." Any idea how many are critical?" Jason. I could hear Lisa Hatcher moaning inside, and my stomach throbbed in pain at the thought of the gorgeous brunette working her into a sweaty coil of lust. I cut around the front of the house to avoid the streetlights, but I froze as I passed Becky’s bedroom. The curtains were drawn, but I could hear the sound of weight plates clanking. Lots of weight plates.The next day flew by. I told Sherry that I was working late, and made sure that the guys at the mill saw me in my office when they left. I. My cock was purple I was so hard, I crawled up onto her blazing hot skin and rubbed the shaft against her wet, swollen lips. Her jaw was gnashing pretty hard as her lazer green eyes held my gaze and she said "there's cum in there for you. You said you liked it like lube. The more my eyes adjusted the more I realized she had been here for a long time fucking. "How many guys have you made cum today?" I asked. She looked at me with her green eyes painted thick with a black and blue glittered.