Friday morning, we would fly to Tampa Bay for our final four-game set with the Devil Rays.Baltimore had just lost five of six against our two stronges... Division rivals, Boston and New York. Unless the Devil Rays would lay down and play dead for us, we were going to be in deep trouble in the second half of September.Not for the first time, I voiced to Maria my misgivings about Paul's behavior in that first Yankee game."What do you suppose he was thinking?" I asked her. "He's always handled me as. I was mesmerized by him. I could tell in this moment we were each others everything. He was my first he loved my tightness . My thighs slapping against his body was like applause to a magnificent Broadway show. Not paying attention I didn't notice that the pumps stopped. I looked up and he said "flip". I quickly complied. I was on my hands and knees with a back arch that would make a bridge jealous. He slapped my ass and said "oh yeah".he spit on my hole the liquid felt nice against my. " Mark grinned."What time are your parents coming home?" Chris asked Mark."Mmmm ... Sometime between nine and ten probably." Mark shrugged, tossing the towel to the floor. "Probably closer to ten."It was almost eight already I saw, glancing at the little radio alarm clock next to the bed. It was amazing how fast time could go when you didn't want it to."Angie Stover's having her party right now," I remembered out loud."You want to go to her party?" Mark asked me, sounding a little. As we continue to kiss deeply I can feel his arm move down towards my pussy again … Until I feel something probe my lips. He has one of my vibrators and he turns it on as he slides it into me – deep as it will go and I squirm and hump against his hand as he hold it there. I can feel the vibration against the bone inside – the same one that is behind my clit and I tremble as I feel the vibration from there stimulating my clit. He continues to slide the vibrator in and out as our tongues dance.