Jack’s room was a little larger than mine, which briefly annoyed me, until I saw him, in bed, under the blanket. I tore off my clothing, pulled back...the blanket, revealing his naked body, and jumped into the bed. If anything, it was better than the last time, and I found myself feeling totally sated and utterly relaxed as we lay in bed cuddling. Jack’s stomach growled, and I realized that I was starving. ‘Hungry?’ I asked. ‘For you,’ he said, and pressed himself close to me. ‘I mean for. I did get a base on balls, though -- and I noticed that when I held up on a swing, the first-base umpire held out both hands in the "safe" gesture -- meaning I'd successfully avoided a "strike" call.That, alone, gave me some encouragement. Enough, at least, to try it again the next night.I went two for five -- a single and a smash double that might have been a three-bagger if I hadn't been spending so much time standing at the plate, admiring the ball's flight into deep. Ripping off my thong wasn't that hard either. I was so horny, I would let him do anything to me. His fingers ran along my slit, then he began to play with my clit. I dug my fingers into the sheets, bringing them closer to me. I was so wet, he easily got two fingers into my tit hole, and played with my g-spot. I wiggled around. He lowered his head down, and began to lick my pussy. He did a figure eight around my clit, then started to please me in ways I didn't know could be done with your. "No, baby, I have everything I need."He fired it up and pulled out. It got deathly quiet in that Plymouth as we got under way for the return trip home. Except for Girl. She chattered up a storm about shopping and how good she felt after her nap. "I feel so good now, Tommy." She'd moved right behind him and rested her right hand on his shoulder.Almost half-way to the house instead of going straight thru Tommy veered off to the right. "Where the heck are you going? You're so supposed to go.