As he continued to kiss her she thrust forward and opened her legs wide. His leg moved forward and made contact with her then she started to rub her c...otch against him like a dog on heat. After what seemed like and ages he pulled his head back and stared at her face.“Yes Greta, it's time to play. Go and get ready while I sort the equipment I'm going to need in my bedroom.”“Do you want me to put on an outfit for you Sir?” she said, breathlessly whilst she continued to rub herself against him.. Just take a peek. Maybe its obvious." She pulled my lingering hand from her breast. "Sorry."Me too. I enjoyed tweaking her nipples between my fingers. Was I the source for her dampness?She spread her legs, but there were no stirrups to support their weight. Before I knew it, her legs straddled my shoulders, as I moved my face closer to her moist cunt. "See anything?"I could see everything - the inflated lips that opened and closed like a fish under water, a protruding clitoris. "Everything. The idea had come to me a little late, since my days of knowing, in advance, when I'd be called upon to pitch were rapidly coming to an end. My scheduled start, two days hence, against the Marlins was very likely going to be my last appearance as a starter for some time.So Game One in Atlanta was a laugher for the locals, and I went back, alone, to my childhood home for the night, feeling a little somber. The Goddamned Yankees had, of course, won their inter-league game against the Mets, and we. ’ ‘Wow.’ I was impressed. ‘I only did seven.’ That sly grin slid back over his face. ‘Too bad, maybe we coulda ended up stationed together.’ ‘How do you know we didn’t?’ I laughed. ‘Oh, I’d’a known,’ he said, molten molasses eyes sliding over me in a visual caress. I gulped. Giving Lady one last pat, he walked toward me. I stood frozen, some small part of my mind screaming that this is how the deer felt as a car hurtled toward it. His eyes never left mine, both of us speaking volumes in the.