She called me babe, I thought wow, and this was good. I thought I’d push my luck a little and try kissing her again, I took a mouthful of wine and w...lked over to her, she was at the kitchen bench preparing dinner. I placed my hands around her from behind and cuddle her, “how’s it dinner going?” I asked, she looked back at me and smiled I took the chance to place my lips on hers. And again I kissed her nice and deep and slow. She didn’t mind at all just smiled and said how much she loved me.. I pull out from between your legs and she greedily puts it in her mouth, she sucks me hungrily as she rubs her clit against your chin.After what seems like hours of sucking and licking and moaning she turns herself around, your pussies touch for the first time and your eyes open wide as she brings her lips to yours again. She bounces her ass in the air, an invitation for me I suppose, I take my place behind the two of you and rest the head of my cock against your neighbors well trimmed. By my calculations, that was maybe three hours away. A half hour bus ride, half an hour to change, and a two-hour game that either Donnie or Steve would be pitching. Season over.That didn't stop us from having fun, though. Carl Thomason was pretty much the last guy on the team. He would pinch hit and play left field if the game was completely out of control. He had apparently spent his time watching all the rest of us, and decided that this was the time to show off his impersonations. There. Her touch made me quiver. ‘She didn’t say you were into cosplay.’ ‘Cosplay?’ I’d never heard that term before. But because I’m involved with society’s criminal element, the first thing that popped into my head was the allegations against Bill Cosby. ‘What’s Cosplay?’ ‘It’s short for costume play. Dress up play acting for adults.’ She sighed, and added. ‘I love costumes. I wanted to be an actress. Costumes are a part of who I am, on and off the stage.’ I felt conflicted. I didn’t want to mix.