To Ollie, as to the other players, the blonde and Sylvia, whose name he didn’t know, were baseball Annies – young women to be used sexually. They ...ould give pleasure to the ball players and receive it from them but nobody would be expecting anything more than that. ‘Bill was being interviewed by the sports writers when I left. He had a terrific game today and they wanted to talk to him about it.’ After holding out his arm to be taken in the hands of the sexy and easily available blonde, Ollie. Me (I was still in shock) : Okay ..!! agar tumhe saab patahi that toh, why didn’t tell me about it ?K (naughty smile) : Oh sweet heart..!! I was just I was waiting for the right time.Me : Toh tum chati kaya thi ?K : Maye sirf tumhari maadat karna chatithi, ayese cases bhi mere pass bohot aate hai jaha people don’t really know where they actually belong, and you belong here. (She smiled but she looked sad)Me : I am really sorry k, you expected a manly husband and I am just a ..!! (I put my head. She almost drove off, but didn't. She finally got out of the car and approached the apartment door. It was the only walk that was completely cleared of snow. She shivered when a frigidly cold gust of wind hit her.Samuel had been staring at the distant wall for thirty minutes when there was a knock on the door. He slowly rose and went to the door. He opened the door and looked at the woman standing there. She was bundled up in a heavy coat. Her gray hair was cut short in a utilitarian fashion. I playfully took a small bite at her upper lip. “Ouch”, she almost bit my tongue. Meanwhile, I unzipped her skirt and let it slide down her curvy butt and letting it fall on the floor. Her hands were on my cock, stroking it through my pants.My hands were playing around with her bare ass; squeezing both her ass cheeks, pulling them apart and pinching them from time to time. They were really bouncy, bubbly and well-shaped. I continued kissing her.Then I moved closer to her and whispered in her.