He stroked his shaft once and exploded, his cum erupting from his dick. It spurred onto Jennifer's face, getting in her hair and staining her shirt. "...uck, that's hot", he said and grabbed his phone, snapping several pictures of the young slut covered in his jizz. Despite knowing she should feel appalled and disgusted, Jennifer found herself smiling for the pictures. She wanted to look pretty for her father, after all.She looked up at her father and saw a smile on his face. "Why are you. "I thought I saw him in the bullpen but I wasn't sure. Man, I own that bastard." Oh, yeah?" Fred asked."Oh, yeah," Brock said firmly. "He was drafted like three players after me. He and I have been facing each other since college. He went to Florida State. I bet I'm batting close to .600 against him – and we're talking 40 or 50 times at the plate, too. Man, I hope I'm playing today." There is no way you're batting .600 against anyone in 50 plate appearances," Al said. "I don't care what you. Then things went quite. I felt some one slide past me. The gag was removed.A deep voice said. Open your mouth faggot.No please stop I replied.Wrong answer slut. The voice saidThe gag was placed back in and the body slid past again. The next thing I felt was my panties being pulled down. I began to get lashed by what felt like a leather belt again and again. I was whipped 10 times before the gag was removed from my mouth again.Please stop.Try again faggot. The gag went back in and I was hit even. Yet to him, the only light and the only music both come from her heart. ***** Strolling hand-in-hand along a tropical beach, the tide gently washes over their feet and ankles as dawn approaches. At such an early hour, they are alone on the beach, only a few birds join them as the first light of day touches the sky. She points out a nearby area of boulders, and they head that direction. Hidden among the large rocks, they hold and fondle each other, watching the sky and enjoying the sunrise.