She showed him her progress of getting the sticky goo down after each swallow."You're a nasty one," he said. "I wish I had time to fuck you good." May...e another time," she smiled.The Tight Veins were still on stage when Brittany got into the arena. She worked her way to the front down the right side aisle. She was in the house now but she still had to sneak her way into the backstage area. There had to be a door around here somewhere.Brittany saw someone slide behind a curtain. There it was!. She asked if Ginger would ever come down with me on any of my stays that summer and I said probably not because of her job.At one point during the evening, Olga brought Bill and me another beer and when she did, she stood right in front of me with her breasts less than a foot away from face. She looked down and smiled, handed me the beer and went back to her chair. We fished for a couple of hours and caught just over a dozen eating sized catfish then packed up and headed back to the trailer. "Are you just waking up?" I asked unable to keep my eyes off her. "Hmph" she smirked "it's summer so I'll sleep as long as I want, got a problem with that bro?" she asked while bending over the rail, showing off those luscious tits even more. I could feel drool piling up in my mouth and I had a hard time answering her "I... I guess not.. do what you want to" I said. She smiled and her eyes narrowed, "sounds good, I think I'll finish getting ready and come watch with you two" she responded. I. Look how small the cars look down there!" Her voice was animated as she pointed out different things that caught her attention. Sitting, I invited her to join me. "Here. Come sit on my lap, Becca. Don't want to get that skirt all dirty on that bench." After a short hesitation, she sat on my lap, petite, light, and the slight color in her cheeks made her amazingly cute. Without subterfuge or sneaking, I wrapped my arms around her slim waist, her back to me, and her small firm buttocks in my.