I tell you, that bastard Sasha drives a hard bargain, but he really knows his baby pussy.” I sat quietly during this exchange, mesmerized by the cas...ual manner in which these two businessmen discussed the purchase and sale of human female flesh. In a different setting, I thought, they could just as easily have been discussing the cattle or soybean markets, as the tired and confused little children in the bus ahead of us were merely commodities to them. These professional “livestock brokers”. I’m going to need your undivided attention.”“What the hell?” I thought to myself. “I’m too old to keep this shit up. I can't keep three old women happy much less three horny young women.” All my thinking caused my dick to begin shrinking and Monica wasn’t too happy about that.“Hey, you old fart!” “Fuckin pay attention to what you’re doing!” I looked up at Monica and she was slowly rocking her hips forward and backward. I could feel the tightness of her pussy as she moved and my dick started to. As she opened the door she saw Rachel even more scantly clad than before, wearing a button up and almost transparent blouse, braless of course, and sporting a tight miniskirt that showed off her shapely legs to great effect. Right beside her was the second interviewer, a middle-aged man who was plump, but not bad looking in his smart suit.He introduced himself to Kate as Max and the trio prepared for the interview, this time mounting the camera on a tripod and setting up more sophisticated. “It’s Snow----Roy Snow,” he answered, “and what’s yours?”“Me, I’m June----June Hansen,” she said.After a short while she asked, “Hey, why do you keep sizing me up with those sidelong glances?”“Can you imagine what it might be like,” he countered, ... having eight inches of Snow in June?”The farmer and his wife had worked hard, they scrimped and saved to send their son to college. As soon as he had enrolled, he started to grow a beard. Next he grew a large mustache and sideburns. Being pleased.