I spent most of time being embarrassed by Ann. She made a lot of ooh's and aah's when I moved feed bags or hay bales around. Denise wasn't any help. S...he was encouraging her with comments like "Isn't he so big and strong?", or "Look at those bulging biceps!" Believe me, she was kidding.One thing had been bothering me about Ann, and I had to ask her something. "I heard your folks say you were really sad, Ann. You sure don't seem that way to me. What were they talking about?" They were kind of. She said no, and she wanted sex from a high schooler, not a date. He was really suprised in what she had said for how old she was, she looked about 14 years old, problly 8th grade, and Michael was 17. He thought it wasnt to much of a gap. He told her to meet him at the intersection of Nike Dr. and Miller Ave. She approved and walked away. Michael really was amazed at how easy it would be to hook up with a girl, and she wasnt an ugly girl either. Nice boobs, tight ass, pretty face, what else. “Thank you, sir. I appreciate that you gave me the chance to direct this movie.” We sat down, facing him across his expensive desk. I crossed my legs and gave him a glimpse of my wet naked pussy. He smiled.“Your talent was obvious from the start. Your performance in front of the camera is just as breathtaking.” His eyes were fixed on my cleavage and my hard nipples sticking through my blouse. “The launch is two days from today and I want you to make a short speech.”“Who’s invited?”“Everyone. Moving on top of him she trailed her fingers through his hair, across his face and onto his chest."You're going to make some woman very happy." Said Emma."Do I make you happy?" Yes, you do." Emma plastered his neck and chest in wet kisses, tasting his sweat as she moved slowly down his firm body, eventually licking and sucking his nipples.Hearing a noise outside the bedroom door they kept very quiet until they were certain that no one was there."Am I a slut?" Emma asked holding her long hair.