Gimme at least three good innings, hear? Five'd be better. Wanna rest some people y'know"I nodded, sought out the big catcher, and he and I sat with t...e pitching coach, a grizzled old National Leaguer who still chewed Red Man tobacco. We went over the Braves' line up."Now don' let that smart-ass bastard beat you," the coach said, meaning the shortstop who had won the batting crown two of the last three years and could show off a World Series' ring if he wanted to, and he often did.Bigger. The pile by the tree slowly grew and the other got smaller. The slave was drenched with sweat, his muscles ached, his bare feet burned from running over the rough path and his work constantly got harder because only large rocks were left. His young master's belt pushed him to exhaustion. "Looks like you outsmarted yourself, my poor little slaveboy."The hot sun made the slave's thirst unbearable until he begged, "Please master, I need some water."The master's reaction was quick and fierce. . She asked Virgin? I said yes, she giggled and told me it is OK that we could get around that! She started kissing down my chest down my stomach until her lips got to my cock and sucked it in like her mouth was its home. I again came in like 30 seconds and sprayed cum like the first time, I thought something was broke! She took it all in like a pro, little did I know. She came up and kissed me with a bit of cum still in her mouth, I didn’t flinch and kissed her back running my tongue through cum. I couldn't help notice the short skirt she wore ride up over the crest of her behind and reveal her to be panty-less beneath it."Like what you see, Greta?" She asked looking over her shoulder, "I could take it off so that you might get a better view."."No need, Sonia, you have a lovely body and I would really enjoy seeing more of it sometime, but, what I was actually hoping to get a glimpse of was your left hip." I made my reply short and honest."Yes, I am an SKG alumna, Greta, but no there is.