Lisa put her finger to her lips and sat back on her seat.You couldn’t make it up, could you? A grown man trapped in a ladies toilet cubicle in the h...at of a summer’s afternoon, his woman sitting on the loo desperate to go. At that very moment, our door rattled.“Is this one out of order?”, a young voice said, pretty much straight into my ear. Lisa pointed at me with one hand, making the universal ‘hush’ gesture with the other, one finger on her lips.“No, it’s just occupied!”, she called out. The. I nodded. "What is the limit?" $1500 I think."She then reached for her cellphone, and began dialing the phone number on the back of the card. "Get that cock back in your mouth," she snapped, and I began sucking again.I could hear the automated voice from the cellphone give punch-in choices. Lady S was making them. Then, after a few choices, she moved to me and held the phone to my ear. "You want a condom? Then you're going to do one simple thing: You're going to raise the limit on this. Hit leadoff." The coach was flabbergasted.That did it. "Leadoff... 320 average... 430 OBP. Plus 27 steals in 29 attempts in only 28 games, plus I scored 35 runs. Oh, and if you think you're sending me out as a sacrificial lamb tomorrow, get a load of these numbers. Nine wins, zero losses in ten starts. And the one I didn't win, I left a scoreless tie in the eleventh. Zero point three two earned run average. A strikeout to walk ratio of a hundred and two to twelve. That's in 85 innings. I threw. He kept a perfect pace, a perfect balance between sucking and thrusting, and almost too soon I felt my orgasm fast approaching. As I was preparing to give myself over to the rush of pleasure, he pulled away, making me launch up in an attempt to draw him back to finish what he started.In a blink of an eye, he had his hands under my arms, lifting me to place me fully on the bed. His body then sank on to mine, his hard chest pressing against my hard nipples, and his denim encased erection pressing.