” The dark look on Lt. Selmer’s face faded as he turned to face his new property. Then turning back to Mr. Stern he smiled, “Mr. Stern I wish... to add another 600 acres to this property here. How soon can the deal be made?” Mr. Stern scratched his chin for a minute. “If you can come by my office tomorrow say about noon time we can go over the map to see exactly what is open for sale and then I can fix up the documents and have them ready to sign within a weeks time, once payment is received. But as Saturday had worn on, Sharon's nerve had gradually given out. Now as the man and woman began licking her shamelessly exposed tits, she seriously wondered just what a well-brought-up young farm girl was doing in an incredible, perverse situation like this.Sharon closed her eyes so as not to have to face the leering stares of the guests who had clustered around to drink in her lewdly arrayed body and to watch their fellows nibble at her appetizing decoration.Closing her eyes, however, only. "I just want to make the team. I'll do anything."He smiled, and Brandy relaxed a little, but her ample chest still heaved beneath her bra. "I see you took my lecture about dedication to heart. You're ready to give 110%, aren't you?"Brandy nodded sincerely. "Of course, Sir. I just ... I shouldn't have come to your home. That was wrong." Nonsense. I like a little fire in my athletes. But you really should be wearing a bathing suit. Come here."Without thinking, Brandy did as she was told. She. ”“Why not do this with Pete?” Sarah asked.“He’s a prude!” Melanie declared. “Worse than Steve, here!”“Steve? A prude? I don’t see it,” Sarah said, looking me over with doubt in her face.“He is,” Melanie confirmed. “He’s just willing to set it aside occasionally for Jennifer and me.”“And once for Joyce,” Jennifer said, tittering.“What?!” Melanie gasped.“Jennifer!” I barked.“Too late now, Steve!” Jennifer replied with a silly smile. “Melanie, Joyce decided she’s a bad girl after all. A REALLY bad.