She folded the top and put it over a nearby wooden railing, almost as if it was put there for the sole purpose of being a clothes stand for undressing...slaves.She undid the tie to her skirt. This skirt was an old Indian hippie wrap-around type of skirt, held up by a tie that goes around the waist and ties back on itself. She unpicked the knot, letting the skirt fall down to her feet. She pulled a foot out of the skirt, slowly so as not to snag on the heeled shoes. She did the same with the. I didn't ask for more weight this time. We pumped out two more sets."More weight?" I asked after the second set."You might hurt yourself." Steve grinned."Or maybe you can't handle it."That set Steve off. He slapped another pair of thirty fives on the machine. He didn't quite crank them out the way he did the first three sets. I pumped them out with ease."More weight?" I smiled sweetly.The veins were sticking out of Steve's neck. He had a massive upper body, but I knew his legs were not as. I got him to lie on the bed and straddled his hips, released his cock from his boxers, pulled my panties aside and lowered myself onto him. I paused as soon as he was fully in, letting him enjoy the feeling of my hot wetness wrapped around his cock, and also because I thought that if I started riding him straight away he might cum very quickly. "OK," I asked? He didn't respond but he reached for my breasts. I took off my tshirt, unclasped the bra, and leant down so that he could feel my breasts. "Sure is," Seth agreed, and they exchanged names. The boy was called Tyler, and he looked to be about the same age as Seth, just underage for getting into a bar, especially a bar like the Dingle Dangle."When's the show start?" Seth asked."Should have started already," Tyler said. "You come here alone?" Came with my pa and his buddy." And Seth told Tyler about how he lived on a farm out in the sticks, and about how they'd come into town to visit Cal and to celebrate Delbert's birthday. He didn't.