Her door was wide open. I stood there in the doorway, watching her sweaty body squat up and down on Eric’s large cock. Bea would give into exhaust...on eventually. Eric was going away to college soon, she wanted to fuck him as much and as long as possible.I kept walking, traveling through the huge home. I passed another bedroom, the door slightly cracked open. In that room, sex wasn’t happening – at least not yet. I felt it was only a matter of time before my other sister, Nicky, and her. Once we synchronised our rhythm it was heaven. Her cunt grunted and I could feel the wetness emanating from her overused hole running down my thrusting arm. It was a short but frenzied ride for her to orgasm. As she peaked she nearly fell and again she squirted all over me but less voluminous than before. I had kept my fist inside her this time as she came and I felt her cunt quiver uncontrollably and it continued to quiver until I withdrew my wrist slowly. I looked up at a hole that simply. As I do every morning I quietly slid out of bed, adjusted my little female boxers and tank top -pulling it back down over my flat stomach as it had ridden up over night- and wandered for the bathroom. As the steam from the shower fogged up the mirror I quietly stripped myself of my clothes, black and gold, silk and lace panties and slid into the shower. The hot water felt amazing on my frigid skin, making my nipples go hard. The stream of water hitting them continuously made my pussy throb just. My hand eye coordination was decent when I batted, and I lobbed balls over first and third, and then was able to connect with a couple. My bunts left something to be desired, but I would work on that. I even told the batting coach, "I need some work and pointers for better bunting. I know we don't do a lot of it, but I want to ready if asked."The man is always excited to have a player ask for help. He really loves his job and takes pride in players' ability to hit. I figure that if the team is.