A few of the girlswere interested in learning to try to catch... Until Sam threw one of herfastballs... It just freaked the girls out too much to try ...t again... Ididn't really understand why, she was throwing a baseball faster thanthat the last time I had caught with her... Of course, the softballseemed to hurt a bit more and was a lot louder hitting the glove...Overall though we had a great practice, and seeing how the girls wereaccepting of Sam made me feel great for her... I was relieved to. We crawled in the king sized bed together, touching and kissing. I made him lay on his back as I took control of him. I kissed his mouth, then his chin, then nibbled on his tanned neck and chest. When I got to his nipples I ran my tongue over each one as I hear him say something in Italian. I wanted to know what he said so I asked. He told me he had said he loved my tongue and the naughty things I can do with it. I then told him he hadn’t seen anything yet. Farther down his body I went,. He didn't have Bill's manners, or for that matter his intelligence. He was a high-school dropout working as a mechanic in a local auto shop. He was contemptuous of me in my role as fluffer girl, but basically didn't care where his dick got stimulated. It was clear by now that Laura had a big thing for the big black thing. She wasn't interested in a serious relationship--just about sex--and I wasn't about to compete with the guys she was bringing over. I was settling into my role as fluffer. Absolutely gorgeous. A feast to the senses.She twitched a little, and I opened my eyes, noticing how her breasts swayed with her every move. They hung freely, with only her nipples brushing the towel on which she lay. I reached out and fondled a breast, fascinated by their firm softness as I cupped one, rubbing my thumb over a nipple, squeezing the breast gently.Her struggles died pretty quickly after that, and her breathing became ragged. I felt the nipple harden under my ministrations. I.