I was a night crawler and I was more wide awake at night than in the morning, doing all of my chores at night on school days and laundry on the weeken.... Plus the occasional sermon from my mother.~“Manuel asked me for permission to date you.” My mother told me that while we were walking to the bus stop.“Why?” I look at my mother, confused. She was talking about the security officer who saw me last three weeks ago. Yes, it was already three weeks with me not talking to him and not even looking at. He slapped my ass with his dick a few times then I felt him put it against my hole. He did go slow right up until he got the head in. Then there was no warning he instantly went balls deep. I tried to jump up cause it hurt so bad but he was using his body to keep me pinned down. I wanna say I was moaning but I think it was more of a scream lol. I finally made myself relax then it started to feel good.. really good. I started to bounce my ass back against his cock then about the time we started. “I'll be okay. Some of us are actually watching a ballgame here.” Jill coyly leaned over to Dave knowingly pressing her substantial tits into his arm and “accidentally” stroked the full length of his cock. She kissed him on the cheek and quietly said into his ear, “I would rather feel and lick these balls than watch th ose on the field , but to each his own,” as she dipped her tongue into his ear. Dave couldn't have gotten out of his seat if he wanted to; well not without displaying the huge. The next day When my parents went for their walk I decided to take another gander at my treasure hoard. I had only read the titles of about six or so before I had to hide them. I was eager to check out the rest. The first few were more of the same some hokey title mean to grab the average pervs eye. "Teen Age Nympho" and the like. About the third one grabbed was something different "Switch Hitting Couples" was the title. I remember thinking "What does Baseball have to do with sex?" LOL. It had.