Don't get me wrong; I loved my job, but the isolation I felt living and working in the same place every day with a bunch of hormonal girls and all-fem...le teaching staff drove me crazy.I'd always been horny but this long, hot summer combined with a lack of cock was so frustrating! There was just one guy at the school. He managed the stables where the girls took riding lessons. I'd spend my days gazing out of the classroom window trying to catch a glimpse of him and my nights in my room imagining. I then kissed her lips and laid down on her body pressing her breasts with my chest.“Oh son, that was amazing. I never got fucked like this before. You are such a good son to care for your mom’s pleasure.” Mom said – “Thanks mom. I enjoyed it to, your pussy made me cum so hard” I said. “I see that baby, you came so much, it got me all messed up”, mom said. “Sorry mom.” I said. “Oh no baby I like big loads”, mom said. “Thank you mom” I replied with pride. We both were exhausted and relaxed for. We managed to play a few places but since two of us were under 18 we couldn’t even play a pizza parlor if they served beer. Many of the places we played have only one room to change into our stage clothes in so I got used to seeing them stripped down and it didn’t bother me to let them see me in the buff.As we grew older our songs grew grungier. By the time Les was old enough to go to places with alcohol, our songs had taken on a raunchy punk, sexual style. As front girl I was telling the. Her curly hair was a bad shade of orange. "You can dress over in Mr. Bunny's Hutch."She pointed to a small building over on the side of the clearing where the kids were searching for goodies. I noticing that there were several Bunny helpers, also in costume. They were all females, wearing very short skirts that stuck out almost horizontally from their waists, form fit colored bustiers that stopped short of the neck, and perky ears mounted on headbands.I entered Bunny's Hutch. On the advice of a.