’ She responded with a dizzying amount of passion that left my head spinning, but we pulled away from one another anyhow.‘Shh,’ I warned her, wi...h a teasing smile, putting a finger to her lips playfully. She smiled back in kind, pretending to nip at my finger, as I unlocked the back door.The light over the stove was on, as it always was at night, and we crept down the back stairs like smugglers, quiet.The door to my room creaked slightly as I closed it. This only inspired a small spark of. Hoo-boy! Maybe the slump was over.It was! We went into Yankee Stadium for the three-game weekend series and I tore things up there pretty good. It's always especially gratifying when you play well against the Yankees, and, boy, was I gratified! I won't bore you with the details, but my fat bat was getting results, big-time. I went 9 for 14 in the series, including two doubles and an opposite-field homer that just managed to plunk into the friendly right-field stands, near the foul line. Not. She asked who they were, i said some guys from the service that were with me (ofcourse i had spoken to these four guys and they were down to fuck her silly)in Italy. Around seven the guys showed up and we introduced themselves we drank ate and everything and my girl was already drinking so she was feeling nice. Now the guys had already commented how sexy she was and they couldnt wait to fuck her holes and cum all over her, i told them oh she had her tubes tied so creampie is very welcomed no. "Fuck. Baby, you're a natural." He took my hand and placed it on his shaft. I took more into my mouth and ran my tongue down the underside of his cock. He put both his hands on my breasts, under my bikkini top and began playing with them, eventually ripping off the top and throwing it on the floor. "Damn, I love these titties. What a slutty bitch you've been, flaunting them in front of me." He lifted up his hips, pushing over half of his shaft into my awaiting mouth. I squealed as best I could.