Softly kissing you, (as your anus starts rhythmically squeezing and pulling me in and out with great earnest) i say, “i love you Vicky.” “and i ...ove you handsome,” you whisper through parted lips. i reach a hand down around to your pussy, fondling your swollen lips and hard wet clit. sensations never felt before drives you to an almost maddening pace. i love it as the tightness of your ass muscles grab and pulsate around my shaft! wrapping my other hand into your hair. the buckle pin of my. ’**Tring! Tring!**Before she could dive into the lake of pure lust here phone rang.“Hey! Anita! Where are you I am waiting for you out on the street. Don’t you waana go to college.” From the other side, with a sound full of excitements.“I haven’t taken a bath yet…”“What!” Cutting her off between her words. “I am already late! Like yesterday! I don’t wanna miss the psychology lecturer, he is so cute.”“Oh! That old dick!”“What happened to your words, why you abusing.”“Just nothing, come up I have. I told her she should come over so I could rub it for her and she laughed it off as usual. I told her I was serious, if she came over tonight I would rub her shoulders for her and give her a massage. She got serious and said ok, that she would be right over. My heart began to race, wondering what would happen when she got her, what would we do, how would it feel, how would I feel...I heard a knock on the door and there she was, just as sexy as always, her beautiful face, sexy curvy figure and. We can go, I'm all warmed up." We walked back to the dugout."Now, remember, I know most of these batters, you don't. So trust your catcher." Already do," I grinned.We made it back to the dugout, and sat there. I took my cap-I could wear that, but not pants, go figure-and piled my hair underneath it. The cap was purple. I looked around at my teammates in their new white unis, with purple writing and gold trim. I wish I could wear one, I thought. No, like I said, I didn't really mind being.