" Was Alex -- Marie's husband -- there too? I didn't see him before the game." Yes. He was very nice. There were a couple of other players there. I me... David Newhan -- and your closer, Freddie Gonzalez, and his wife." Get any autographs?" I was only kidding, but she surprised me."I got dozens -- from all three of them!" she said. "For the kids on my team." Paul Warren told me once that he owed everything to David Newhan," I told her."David Newhan? The utility infielder? Why?" Well, the way I. “Make your Jiju hard enough darling so that I can tear that pussy apart,” smiled Gautam watching Rashmi who was tying her hair. With her arms raised, her breasts looked rounder and much more delicious. A sight so sexy that Gautam wondered why he wasn’t hard enough already.Rashmi bent down and held the base of his penis. She kissed the tip of his penis and smiled at him as she always did while giving him a blowjob. The girl liked to keep checking if what she was doing was good enough for her. The place also had a great pool, and Linda and I were taking advantage of that and getting some sun in the early evening. We each were in a chaise lounge on opposite sides of a table, where we had our towels, drinks, etc. piled. Mine was the gin and tonic, Linda is a Scotch drinker. I was almost asleep when I noticed a young (mid-twenties?) couple walking towards us. Now these two would have stopped traffic anywhere. The guy was about 6 feet tall with jet black hair and had a nice tan over. .. Ugh! Slut! Ugh! You ... Whore!" I gasped the words in time with my thrusting cock as I rammed it deep inside my daughter's greasy hole.I held her deftly rounded hips, digging my fingers into her skin and pulling the slut against me. Her hot pussy wrapped itself around my dick, hugging my prick with delicious contractions of pleasure. Trista's orgasms came one after another, rushing through the girl like a freight train and I had to reach beneath the girl and grab her tits, squeezing them.