And that was when she felt normal. She was a strong woman, confident in her skills and in her worth, but she knew that when people looked at her, they... saw her tits first and foremost, and very often, they saw only her tits, as if she, Jessica Rabbit,the most successful nightclub singer Toontown had ever birthed, was nothing more than a walking pair of bloated meat balloons. She was a strong woman, but the weight of her tits sometimes dragged her down.So the shower was her refuge, and it would. She would grasp a thick branch in her hand, running her thumb over it to brush away some dirt. It was a subtle, sensual play, but one they never acknowledged by actually touching each other. Oh they got close, close enough to feel the heat coming off their bodies as they sweated in the hot greenhouse, but that was all."How did you manage to get potting soil on your face?" he asked, reaching out to brush it off.This didn't work too well, since his hands were covered in it, too."Hey!" she. Mom’s girls were concerned but the rest of the girls told them that seeing me naked was well worth it. Mom seconded that motion! As soon as breakfast was over Mom reminded Stella and I that we still had to give the girls their money’s worth on the horses too.After our choirs I took my girls back to the dry riverbed. They did much better this time and then we rode across our land to the old mine then up around the big pond. We arrived after Mom did. Mom was already naked. Half of her girls were. I bent over the wooden table and spread my legs for him. My pussy was aching for him, begging for his cock. I felt the tip near my cunt before he gently slid it inside me. I felt him thrust inside my wet cunt, slowly at first, then faster. My breasts rubbed against the table as his balls slapped against my body. “You’re a dirty slut, you know that, Kait?” He said breathlessly. “I’m your dirty slut,” I said enjoying the fucking he was giving me. “You’ve been so bad, Santa is going to put coal in.