I thought you were beautiful when I first saw you. And after ... after w-we f-fucked I still do.” I wanted to tell her about Chantelle but thought s...e might think I was being silly, so I held back. I don’t know why I felt I had to bullshit her that way—Marva literally had to take my hand and put it in to Ruby’s. Ruby was Marva’s choice. I was glad she made it for me though.Ruby went along with the fib. It was clear by the way she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist and drew me to her that. My grip over her breast became strong I squeezed her breast and moved my dick in her ass. I moved my hand further down, her bra was causing hindrance.I adjusted and moved my other hand to find the clip of her bra but I was unable to find. This gave her signal what I am up to but she stood still and lifted her ass and started moving it over my dick in a slow rhythmic manner and I ejected again, My jean became wet but because of the rain, it is not causing any problem.Then I took a bold step and. I was fascinated by the little chain she had connecting her two nipples. "I wear these so the fabric of my coat keeps rubbing against my nipples. The tingling sensation it causes reminds me why I'm here." I was just about to ask her why she was here when I saw a little smirk on her face. I blushed for I realized how pathetic I must look rubbing my dick against her heels while all tied up. But I had a worse problem... the shoes were so smooth that I couldn't rub my dick strong enough against it. She escorted me out to the field and I met the coach.“Nope ... not a player.” I said.“Wanna try out?”That was probably the funniest thing I had heard in ten years. I mentioned that I’d like to sit behind home plate ... the bastard put me to work running the speed gun. That freed up the third base coach.The pitcher, a young fella I’d never heard of was blazing ‘em by batter after batter at 90 mph or better when I realized all the kid had was a fastball.I called out to the batter, “Look. He’s.