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  • The Shower Room

    Bart Engle stood under the burning needles of hot water as the day’s tensions seemed to rinse away as easily as the grimey sweat and dirt that had accumlated during his job as a heavy equipment operator. At least four or five other men were also taking their showers, when the female operators came sauntering into the shower room, dropped their towels, and calmly took their places along side the men. Vicki was the red head with the the big boobs and plump ass, and no matter how hard he tried or how often he saw her, Bart just couldn’t keep from getting a blue veined hard on right in front of her and everybody else. But thankfully, he wasn’t alone in this hardon boat, because every single guy there was soon standing at attention as Vicki and Gail, a cute little blonde with a thick curly muff, casually washed and rinsed every part of their incredibly feminine bodies.

    They were a close knit bunch, this crew of operators, so when Gail playfully grabbed one of the guys dicks, it was soon a hodge podge of horse play that had a definite sexual tone to it, but quickly turned deadly serious when Vicki, not being able to control herself, dropped to her knees and began fellating big Jim Wilson to an incredibly hard orgasm.
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  • The Interview

    Jane Crawford looked nervously around the outer office of PIG studios while trying to maintain her outer calm. “Judas priest,” she mumbled under her breath. “What the hell am I doing here?” She picked up a two year old copy of People magazine to try and take her mind off the reason for her appointment. She was just getting interested in an article about face lifts, tummy tucks, and breast implants of the stars when like a gun shot a woman from the half open door to the inner offices called out her name. “You’re Jane?” the pretty twenty something blonde asked while ushering her towards the rear of the office suite. “Uh, yeah,” she replied dumbly. “Mz. Martin will be with you shortly,” the blonde said while offering Jane a chair. “By the way,” she added, “my name’s Barb, I hope to see you around, and good luck.” “Thanks,” Jane replied with a nod of her head, “it was nice to meet you.” With that, Barb scooted out of the room, leaving Jane alone again with her own private thoughts. The office was well appointed with plants and pictures, and to pass the time Jane tried to see if she could recognized anyone in the large array of photographs hanging on the wall. But before she had much chance to peruse them the door burst open and in came Beth Martin.
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