"I'm not a barberslut for everyone you know, just for the winner, my sweet sexy hubby, the best lead in the entire Lincolnland District! But I guess y...ou deserve a reward too." She brushed up against him and whispered in his ear, and Kevin gasped. Then she licked it lightly, giggling as she went back to Cal's side. "So does that make me a barberslut, or what?"They all laughed. The notion of demure Eileen Morton as a "barberslut" was amusing. Those were the female groupies that hung around the. Each one brought another moan from Kacie's lips. Shay made sure though to please both of Kacie's breasts, not wanting one to feel left out."Mmm!" Kacie groaned, "Oooh. That feels so good!" she continued to moan in deep pleasure.Shay opened her mouth before she stuffed one of Kacie's firm young breasts within. She wrapped her soft, tender lips around the piece of flesh; she started to suckle upon the firm young breast. Her tongue caressed and prodded it, teasing and playing with it inside her. A minor tremor shook her and her face burned. She used the sink to wash off the dregs of her make-up. Two! I had two orgasms! Right in front of all those people watching. Oh, God, does this make me a slut? Too late to think about that now. She grabbed a bunch of paper towels and wet them to wash the stickiness form her thighs. That’s when she noticed. “Shit! My panties!” Heather walked out of the ladies’ room into the main room of the club wondering how she was going to deal with. But he sure missed real pussy.Chapter 1 – Food whoreOne morning, he was reading one of books for the 10th time, when there was another knock on the shelter door. Ignoring it at first, the banging continued. He put down his protein bar in frustration. Walking over towards the door, there was a small periscope where he could look and see who was at the door. What he saw surprised him. There was a very attractive, young blond woman. She was filthy and dirty, but wearing a dirty tight white T-shirt.