He didn't deserve it; all he'd done was look after her. She tried to beg for his mercy but then she was gagged."Bitch, I don't want to hear you. Now t...ke your punishment. Shall I make it long and slow and let him see you suffer or quick so I can get on with my life. I think I would enjoy watching you slowly bleed to death but time is money."She suddenly felt a sharp instrument plunge deep inside her. She thought it could be where her heart was but she wasn't sure. It seemed to slow as she lived. I knew I was caught. He started to jerk off faster and faster; this gave me another erection. He started flexing his biceps and pecs. My cock was soon throbbing. “Take off your clothes,” he said. “What?” I replied.“Take off your clothes!” he demanded. I listened and took off my clothes. My cock sprung out fully erected and throbbing. “Nice cock, Noah,” he said, “I knew you were hard for us Collins’ brothers.” I was quiet and just kept staring.“Kneel down in front of me, now!” he demanded. I was. She was in a reclined position (remember that pretty much every moment of this game happened with our lower legs in some degree of inter-tanglement). The tops of her nice tits were mostly above the surface, but neither of her hands were. Her left was under her tits somewhere. Her right hand, the one that had gone so easily from cock-loving respect to water-jet propulsion no more than ten seconds ago, was now firmly planted in her pussy! She was unabashedly, as I said, in her own world,. Sure, they wanted me to fail to break DiMaggio's record, but they wanted me to fail, fair and square.In the sixth inning, the Yankee long reliever threw one inside to me again, and, despite its being a little too high, I got the bat on it and popped out to first.Now it was official. I'd made an out, and unless I got a late-inning hit, the streak would end. We were also losing the game, 3-0, at that point.It looked a little rocky, but things went badly haywire for the Yankees in the eighth. I.