“Not necessary, Mr. Goldberg is picking us all up and leaving his car at the airport.”Friday rolled around uneventful, though Candace avoided me l...ke a plague. Her Mom was oblivious her mind on her trip and the opportunity to network with the big people. Her mind was so far away I probably could have told her I fucked the next door neighbor, their dog and our daughter all on one day and she most likely would have replied, “That’s nice dear.”As I dashed out the door to get to work I kissed. I put her legs on my shoulders and started slow fucking that pussy just enjoying it now. I got past that awkward point and found my rhythm in the zone. She continued to be loud urging me to hurt her pussy and fuck her in many colorful exclamations that kept me excited and pumping in and out of her.We got to about the thirty minute point when Theresa was crying uncle and threatening to it if I didn't hurry up and catch a nut. So I put her in missionary and put my face in her neck and just let. I hugged her tight went closer to her body in standing pose. She pushed me on sofa, saw my boner and said this is making me tempted from morning.Again I hugged her rubbing my Boner over her pussy area.. slowly she was acknowledging which was green signal. I pulled her to bedroom and said ramya I wanna do as you people did last night pushed her on bed. Pulled over nighty. My god she was sex goddess in black bra and pink panty.. kissed her all over body licking her bra out line and panty out. All except me, anyway. I was hitting, but my singles weren't worth much with empty bases and anemic follow-up in the batting order.We left Tampa on July 24. By the end of August, I had hit safely in 37 consecutive games! I was tied with Tommy Holmes, an old Boston Braves outfielder who'd done it during a career year for him, in 1945. There were only seven guys -- in the entire history of major league baseball -- who'd had consecutive game streaks longer than mine and Tommy's.We were in Toronto.