I told her, our bathroom is out of water and it will refill again at evening. She begged me to let her pee, she told, she cant pee in road like boys d.... Then I told her that she can use our garden corner as urinal. She told that, it is too open for a lady to pee. I said, no problem, I shall cover for you. She agreed. We two went there, she had asked me to take away my eyes, I asked her, will there be any problem if I see her doing it. She smiled and said okay. She lifted her skirt, pulled her. Opening her mouth, she covered his pulsing cock-knob with her warm juicy lips, thrilled with the texture and taste of his hard young prick."Oh, shit!" he groaned. "That feels so fuckin' good!"Chip started moaning and writhing with delight as Hope's sucking lips began sliding up and down over his throbbing prick. The boy had never experienced such intense pleasure in his life, and as he rapidly approached climax, he wanted to shout a warning to Hope -- but in his ecstasy and excitement he wasn't. This wasn't going to be boring!Wednesday March 12, 2014 – Freshman YearToday we had Coach Herndon join us. We played a simulated game. He had Bert warm up by throwing thirty pitches. Then he brought us up in our batting order. Whoever was batting, Coach Hope would take their place. Bert would get thirty pitches during his turn as pitcher. As a batter, you either got on base or you went back into the field. While Bert was pitching, Justin was taking his warm-ups.Coach Haskins played second so. She had been hiking for almost two hours and was sweating bullets. Her chambray shirt was soaked with sweat as was her bra, shorts and panties. The only thing that wasn't drenched in sweat was her hiking boots. Misty stopped for a minute and took a sip of water from the hydration tube then adjusted her Kelty-Redwing backpack and started back up the trail. An hour later she arrived at what she considered 'her spot' although she had only been here twice in her life, the first time when she had.