She kept her hair on the short side from dealing with a****ls all day. Jessica knew it was uncommon for a girl to do the majority of tending to the a*...**ls, but no one in town could handle a****ls as well as she could. She sat at her small table after pouring a glass of water out of a pitcher. That had brought a smile to her petite face remembering how she got to keep the un-ride-able horse another king had. Nightmare was an unruly dark red clay colt with the blackest of mane and tail. He let. Reading some of the 'ads' and writing on the walls made me pretty horny. They were always accompanied with a phone number or a name to call and ask for if you wanted a good fuck or some good head. Every now and then, someone would leave a porn magazine or a few centerfolds inside. If they didn't have jizz on them, I would take them home and hide them. I arrived and the gym was near empty, except for one guy shooting baskets. I found one of the bathrooms atthe other end of the place, away from. We were finally relaxed with each other had fun, laughing and giggling as we tried to find a position that would work with my modest b-cub breasts. Finally, I ended up sitting on a few pillows on the floor next to the bed. I was able to lean my head back on the bed as he thrusted his hardon between by tits. I pushed my tits together and had to use my fingers to keep him in my cleavage as he slowly gave me my first titty fuck. I was able to watch his face as the controlled the thrusting and his. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but you began singing and playing guitar back in high school, right? Back when you were a teenager, right?”“Yes, sir.”I looked towards his backup band. “How about you guys? The guys I mean, not the ladies, were you in groups then, too?” I got several agreements and thumbs-up from the band, though I doubt much of it made it to the microphones. “Okay, so here’s the question. You’ll see why I have to ask you, and why I couldn’t ask Alison earlier. Marilyn and I have been.