They are good and have the bats to justify being on top of the division. I continued to hit everything that came my way, but we were swept by Atlanta,...and then lowly Colorado came in and swept us. That was embarrassing. I finally had a bad game. The pitcher kept throwing at me in the first inning until I was hit by a ball on the wrist of my left hand. It didn't seem to affect me using my glove, but I didn't have any pull to hit with it. I popped out once, and struck out twice swinging at. A few minutes pass, I tactically kept my mouth shut (the married guys out there will understand). "Oh" she said. Well, at this point. She was still sat there with her dress rode up. She had not slapped my face, and she had not stormed out. And she had not got angry. And, my cock was still rock hard. And at that point, the little head over rode the big head. "He really is a sexy guy" I said. "Yes" she agreed. "I don't mind if you would like to go over an chat to him" I said. She looked at me. They had given him a key to their beach home as a place to stay for the long week end. They had made arrangements for him to have a fishing trip on the next day, and he asked me to join him , I agreed to go. He then headed off to get settled into his house. That evening he came by and met my wife while we were at dinner and had a drink with us. The next day he and I went fishing for a good part of the day, caught very little, but had a great time talking, and found that he lived just east of. Jen’s gentle moaning became louder and faster as he slowed, until a tiny scream came from the back of her throat and she made a huge thrust up towards his face. As her body anticipated the power of her climax her pussy muscles gripped his fingers like a vise. Jen’s eyes had been closed for several minutes, but as the fireworks in her head started they opened startlingly wide. Her arms stretched out across the floor and her body tensed, knowing the flash wildfire of her climax could no.