.. I was in her asshole that whole time! So now I could feel her pussyhole, super wet and loose like I expected it to be, and right below, was her ass...ole (which was very very tight for what I thought was her vagina, but very loose for an asshole). I could not believe that my dick was up her poopchute that whole time. With no lube other than precum, and whatever must have dripped down from her cootchie. Well, now I decided to try her big wet cunt on for size. By dick plopped right in and it. Eventually, it will be his turn.I dared not call Victor again, as the motel might charge extra for the call and I wanted no trace of ever being in that room. I lay down on the bed, in the middle, and patted the mattress. He sat, not knowing what to do next. I helped.“Take off my shoes, my feet hurt.” Mark got the message and massaged my calves, which did need attention. He did well, sort of pulling my legs, one at a time, and worked his way up. When he got to my knees I opened my legs: a silent. We took our first loss, 6-1. Davey Hooks homered in the fifth for our lone run, but that was about it for the Oriole offense on Friday.I had seen -- from a distance -- the infamous Toby Marr in the clubhouse, before and after the game. He had made no moves in my direction and I had given him a wide berth. I was gratified to see that he had a visible fat lip.I wondered whether I could actually take him in a fair fight. Probably not.But maybe. He was, after all, a pitcher. You could never tell. She strode towards the back of the line and looked around as she walked. I looked down at the newspaper spread on my table and sipped at my coffee, hoping that she hadn't seen me staring. I glanced up, looking across the room so that I could see her out of the corner of my eye. Seeing that she was standing side on to me and looking the other way, I relaxed and looked at her more closely.Today she was wearing a short denim skirt that hugged her hips and then flared out to about mid-thigh. Her.