Moses McGinty, the highest paid player on the team, came to bat with two on and two out. He flexed his andro-defined muscles, displayed some of his fl...mboyant tattoos, smiled at his mini-skirted girlfriends in the stands, pushed at his colorful wristbands, tightened his fancy batting gloves, shook down the pants that hung over his shoe tops, nubbed one back to the pitcher and trotted along the base line, tossing his bat in the general direction of the bat boy, and then meandering over toward. I asked him to look into my purse. He found the tube of lubricant, telling him to shoot it up my ass. Bob got undressed and ran the head of his large cock up against my hole. He put some lubricant on his cock; then he ordered me to get on my knees and he shoved his cock right my tight butthole. It was pretty big but not as huge as I have had; but it felt good as he started pumping slapping my cheeks with his open hands. Every time he hit my ass my muscles tighten giving a tight fit. He reached. Both of us watched as it billowed to the floor; me standing there in the buff with my boner and balls bared for the whole world and my cousin to see."Jeez!" she gasped, eyes glued to my erection.I doubled over, trying to hide my family jewels. Then I got a damned cramp and had to straighten up, both hands desperately trying to hide my cock and rocks, a sight we both would laugh about later, but not just then. Connie shook herself loose from the hypnotic state the sight of my big whopper had put. "We've done Italian, Armenian, Chinese and Mexican. Why not good old-fashioned American?" I'm for that. Old Sacramento has a bunch of nice places. What about that bistro we've passed by several times?" I suggested."Yes. I'll make a reservation for Saturday night. Will Debbie be able to babysit?" She's going out with her latest boyfriend and I think Bill is going out too. Maybe I can get someone for Sandy." I'll bet Margaret would be willing. Sandy could stay with her until we get back. I'll ask.