Eight homers, as our every-day left fielder!" He hit almost .280, though, didn't he?" Yeah. His average was fine, but the kid's a banjo hitter, and he...s got that sweet stroke, and he's just wasting it! He's denying it, and just poking at the ball. He thinks he's Arkansas' answer to Ichiro Suzuki, or the second coming of Josh Brennan. God, Zeke, let Josh hit singles for us! Tough Shit should be good for 30, 35 homers, with that stroke." He's not that big," I pointed out. I figured Williams to be. Wecontinued on like this for only a short time before the two of themwhere screaming in climax. Sara started as Matt continued to thrustinto her. Next was Matt, but as he began to moan with the orgasmstarting Sara reached down and pulled his cock from her hole and turnedit down right into my mouth. I got a quick taste of Sara's juicesbefore the salty goo from Matt shot to the back of my throat. With mymouth full of Matt's cock and my chin cock locking me in place there,there was nothing I. She was loving her journey tracing her fingers through the ridges of muscle there—my lust become almost painful. My own hand found her thigh and I savored her almost frictionless soft skin and loved the feeling of the firm muscle beneath; I later found out she was a gym instructor. We kissed there, touching each other's bodies. My now fully-erect member was nearly bursting out to be touched. Luckily as I cupped her now exposed breasts she pulled the string on the side of my loin cloth and it. Keeping going just like that, I have a surprisefor you." The pressure had continued to build and he felt like he wason the verge of breaking through to something, but it just wouldn'tcome. He ached something more.He felt something hard pushing against his labia and was reminded ofJim's girth pushing against his crotch. "Ohhh, ohhhhh," he let out. Hefelt his vaginal lips spread apart as something entered him. His pussysent new kinds of pleasure waving up to his brain. His wet pussysqueezed.