She had chosen one that wasn’t so tight. She herself had a nice rack, according to a number of girls who had compared eachother once, but she didn�...t like the look of her tummy and thighs. Jessica kept assuring her that she had the better stomach of the two of them and should show it off, and she insisted that her legs looked great, but Kristen was self conscious anyway.Kristen made her final jump and that ended their test. “You’ve each made a marginal increase overall” said Miss Valis. “I’ll. The husband was still busy with his wife, so the manager talked to me. “Thanks for taking care of the emergency, sir. My name is Jed Watson, and I am the owner and manager of the Laughing Hog Dance Hall. Dammit, I may have to change the name after tonight.”“I don’t know about that. Why don’t you take the hog’s head to a taxidermist and have it stuffed. You could hang it over the door like a magic charm.”“Do you really think that would keep the wild hogs away?”“Naw, it ain’t likely, but it might. But he did say something interesting, “There is another guy here who is interested in a 3-way. He is the good-looking younger guy in the red shirt who came in just before you.” I was up for this, so to speak, so we buttoned up and left my booth in search of this third party. He was just around the corner, and his unlocked door indicated he was interested in company. The three of us went back to my original booth and all pulled out our dicks.I immediately went down on Mr. Red Shirt’s five. It is warm, high summer, so the copious green leaves are rustling and you look so very attractive.We lie down on the blanket and simultaneously our hands are all over each other. We kiss some more and you lie back looking up at me. I gently squeeze one of your breasts and kiss you again and you respond, our tongues slipping and sliding together. We pause and I look down at you; your dress opens down the front so I unfasten it slowly, revealing your delicious-looking breasts clad in a lacy bra..