She entered Victoria's Secret. She was immediately approached by a heavy set, dark haired woman. Her name tag identified her as the manager. She looke... like a dyke, and Jen's suspicions were confirmed when the manager caressed her arm and said, "Can I help you with anything?" No, thank you. I need a bra and some other things, but I think I'll be fine."The manager ran her hand down Jen's back. Her fingers lingered on the small of Jen's back. Normally the manager would have been able to feel. Sam Bailey started for us and gave up eight hits and three walks in seven innings -- but only one run. We managed two runs over that stretch and led going into the bottom of the eighth.But with only one out in the eighth, Bailey put two on and our one-run lead started looking real precarious. The next Yankee hitter was that same right-handed kid who had launched one off me into deep left in Baltimore.Paul went out to get Bailey and signaled the bullpen for -- me.What the fuck? Paul was pulling. .. Cumminggg!! Oh, Alma!!! It'sss... Never.... Been.... Thissss.... Gooddddd!!!! Oh!!!! Oh, you fucking, wonderful cocksucker!!!! I"m... Cumminggggggg!!!"True to my word, I unloaded the most copious amount of cum I had ever unleashed in my young life! Unfortunately, Aunt Alma had no opportunity to keep from swallowing as I didn't - no couldn't - let her go, until I was almost totally spent! Finishing off finally and oblivious to her circumstances, I relaxed my grip and collapsed backwards lost. God don, your cock is beautiful! It really needs some good sucking. Do you mind?” I didn’t hear the reply but the progress was pretty obvious from the ensuing silence, broken now and then by her moans and the sounds of a cock getting sucked. She was always a loud cock sucker, loving the popping sound as it popped out of her mouth, like some lollipop. This accompanied us home for our short but intense drive.We got home and i could hear her sigh of reluctance, combined with some fierce final.