"I thought it looked familiar. I gotta tell you. You ain't as handsome as I am." No one is, John," Brock replied. "So you think this has a chance of w...rking?" A good one," Milton said with a nod. "You're a good athlete. That helps. You get a good jump on the ball. I noticed that when you were in the infield. That's the hardest thing, picking up the ball off the bat. It's real hard during afternoon games. You have a bunch of shadows that screw up your vision. That's why I have you out here now.. Swallow it all. Whore!”Lucy didn’t need to be asked as she couldn’t wait to gulp it down, so indeed she did. A real ‘gotcum’ I believe it’s called. Lucy was very happy to do that. Then to her total amazement, her boyfriend told her they must go. He hadn’t had her yet and had a little surprise for her. She said her goodbyes and a few guys slipped her their cards, hinting that she was welcome, anytime.They left and drove off; Lucy was really buzzing and still couldn’t quite believe what she had. I don'tknow why but I think I was actually blushing. "Very nice Shelley. Nowlift the front of your skirt for me." As I did this, she took her handand cupped it at the folds of my "pussy" and poured Chuck's cum on to mypubic mound rubbing it into the folds they'd created in tucking thingsaway. "Chuck, Shelley would like you to lick her pussy clean." Istepped forward and he proceeded to lick every drop off of me. I enjoyedthe feeling and it was incredibly erotic watching him use his tongue. Picking up the distressed and frustrated delicate looking but surprisingly firm body, I perch her on my thigh, with the desk behind her, as a backrest. She won’t lean against the desk, but it’s there, to prevent her from tumbling off my lap backwards. A security, without needing my arm about her. She leans in towards my prick. I can almost mentally count with her, as she gauges the right moment to insert herself into the orchestrated movement. She needs a cue.Or, a different part to play. I.