..but now it's time for your final grading today." He stood up and took his shaft in his hand, stroking the tip where his tongue just was before slipp...ng his rigidness slowly into her.Bianca let out a little whimper when he slapped her ass. She didnt mind though, she loved it when men slapped her ass. She stood there bent over awaiting his large member to dig itself deep in her lower inner walls. She began to breathe a little heavier as she waited, knowing what pleasure was to come. She could. Most of my players had no new instructions from the Big Club's front office. They would just go home -- to their hometowns all over America, Mexico and the Caribbean -- and wait for further word about where to report next year. I knew how they felt. And I knew that several of them would just get a letter saying that they had been released.For some of these boys, Bluefield would be the beginning, and the end, of their careers as professional ball players.All their War Stories about Life as a Pro. ”The door closed, and I retreated to my office. A few minutes later and I heard tapping on the wall that separated my office from the antique store. I stepped into the hallway and saw the back door to the store propped open with a chair. I moved the chair and stuck my head inside the store.The store lights were off, but I could still very easily see around because of the ambient light that filtered into the store from the display windows, even at the back of the store. I found it strange that. She tugged on it.I asked Mike for the last blunt, and he gave it to me. We went into her room, where she turned the fan on and opened her window, letting the midsummer night air fill the room. She creeped over to the door and turned the lock, ensuring entrance from no one. She began to take off her shirt, but I told her not to. I told her I wanted to do it myself.She laid on her bed, where we again began to kiss. A deep, long, passionate lovers kiss this was. Lust filled the room. We both knew.