And, to be honest, I was horny. It had been a long time since I had been intimate with a woman. It had been even longer since I had cared about a woma.... And I couldn't ever remember having enjoyed the company of a woman so much after only talking with her for a few hours. Boy, was I going to feel like an idiot if Jeanne shot me down. I didn't know what to do. Watching her walk across the yard to me, I was in a quandary. Thankfully, Jeanne helped me along. When she got to me, she put her hand on. When he stood up he walked in front of me and lifted my head up so I was looking at him and demanded, "Tell me you loved being fucked like that bitch." I shook my head no, I could never say such a thing. I said, "You raped me and I hated it." He slugged me in the face blackening my right eye and causing it to swell shut. He warned me, "I can give out more punishment than you can handle bitch. Tell me what I want to hear before I beat you to death." I knew he was very serious and I meekly said,. Get busy.” Even in her disoriented frame of mind it was no chore—hard cock garnished with her own sweet juice. Her lascivious tongue set to work and washed him down from glistening tip to balls that were sticky with girl-cum. And every magnificent inch in between. She kissed the underside when she was done and stared up at him with faux meekness.“Bad man pleased with his good girl?”Her own audacity shocked her. It also earned a reward. Her ‘bad man’ laughed once more and cupped her face with. I led off the fourth and was given the swing away sign and an exaggerated sweep by the third base coach. I guess they thought we needed a hit.The pitcher threw two, high and wide balls and then I fouled a decent ball that was a little low. The next pitch was a little outside but just under the letters. The bat met the ball and goodbye baseball. There was a pleasing "bonk" from the parking lot and the game was no longer scoreless.That was all that happened in the fourth, fifth and sixth until.