You've been coming in early and using the batting cages, so this should be more fun. You'll still have time to use the cages, and I'll tell the people...in the staff cafeteria to feed you. Now get."I was almost skipping back to the locker room. There were only a couple of the older players still there and they complimented me on the homer. One said, "You need to be playing every day. We need your bat. Can you do anything in the field?"As I stripped down, I told them, "I thought I was drafted as a. I was visibly tense seeing her sit so close to me. I distinctly felt her fragrance. To hide my awkwardness I carried on eating. A few minutes passed. Then she half smiled (again that Mona Lisa smile!) and said, “I am Roma. Perhaps you know my name already.” She knew that she was the talk of the office since she joined.She surely had earned reputation of a beauty queen in the office. From what I had learned was that she was professional and limited her talks to work with everyone. I said, “I am. She smiled as I started to fill her with my hot cum. Then I felt her cumming too. She had the very same look and feel to her that my wife had when she orgasms.After a few moments of recovery she finally said, “I hope you feel better but you still stink. Let’s get you cleaned up now.” She pushed me under the flowing water and handed me the bottle of shampoo. Meanwhile, she grabbed the bar of soap and went to work on my flaccid cock. As I washed my hair and face she washed the rest of me. She. Clamping his hips with my left arm, I suctioned onto his dick tightly, ignoring his protest. As my finger got a steady rhythm going in his manhole, his grip again started tightening on my head. Horny groans began to emanate from above. Removing my middle finger, I ran it around my thumb, before inserting the upgraded lubricated digit. Again there was a momentary pause, but no further protest. As Pier’s natural lubrication increased, my thumb really got to work.‘I want to fuck this arse, I’m.