The leader of the Jacks was a fine looking woman of approximately fifty years. She sat astride the only horse in their group. We approached and she gr...eeted Janet. "Greetings, Sister. Welcome to the Jacks. Tell us of your party."Janet was unprepared for that greeting but replied after a quick second and glance at me. "Greetings to you, also. My name is Janet. Our party is made up of Sin Loos, Oaks, and Jacks who we are escorting here. Our leader is Calveen, a Sin Loos." She pointed at Calveen. Bedrooms down the hall to the left She said. She knew what I wanted and she needed it just as bad, we had both gone 6 months with no sexual release or attention and I was ready to put an end to that. I carried her down the hall and kicked her bedroom door open, the bed was made up so we could just jump right in so I tossed her on the bed and stood above her looking at my prize of war. This is what I had earned, this homecoming fuck, this tight pussy that kept itself unsatisfied for 6 months. She hopped back into the shower and got herself party clean. Once she was dry she tried to figure out what to wear, it had to look good, and try and get the attention of some of the boys. She ended up picking out a very short very tight skirt and a sleeveless t-shirt with a decent neckline. With outfits ready and make-up on, she was set. Steve got on at about 9pm and drove her to his house. Along the way she could help but notice how he kept glancing at her legs and trying to sneak a peak of. The very next day, he took me to a small brothel. It looked like a normal household. The owner of the brothel understood at the first glance that I was new to this.She told me that since I was new, I couldn’t handle the experienced prostitutes. Hence she advised me to go to room number three were a good-for-nothing woman was present. She told me that she was not bold like other prostitutes and thus I myself should make every move.I paid her the money but she refused and told me that since it.