About 30 seconds later I heard bed squeaking again, this time with a light, yet steady tapping noise from the headboard hitting the wall. I could hear...mom "Mmmm Mmmmm." This went on about 5 minutes when, shockingly, they decided to really ramp it up. Suddenly , I could hear skin slapping and the headboard was banging off the wall, getting faster and louder. They were both quite vocal too. "You like this, don't you," he said. "Yes baby" Mom said. Then it got crazy, rapping fire skin. Unlike some players, Brock did not charge money for his autograph. The only caveat he put upon his signature that day was that it would only appear on merchandise purchased from the store or on officially licensed Major League Baseball apparel. As with all players who were part of the player's union, Brock received a pretty healthy check each month from vendors who sold official gear. It was part of the Collective Bargaining Agreement and it was one of the rare times he and Al Perez were. Jimmy stroked a few more minutes and then came with several grunts that made us both cringe. He pulled out and we watched her breathing hard and making jerking motions. I whispered, “She must be dreaming about fucking.” Jimmy said, “This is fucking terrific.” Watching Jimmy had got me hard again and I took my place between her legs, began slow fucking her again. She was making tiny sounds and fucking back now, her hips moving while I fucked her. Her head was lolled to one side at the edge of. One of the most intense orgasms I'd yet had -- and as my mouth filled up, I just lay there frozen.After a few moments -- I swallowed his load, I think he did the same.“Jesus!” Mark said, as he pulled his cock up out of my mouth, relaxed, and laid completely onto me...I exhaled deeply, “yeah”. And another pause.There was a bit of calm, peaceful silence, then Mark spoke: “Well bud, I think this semester is going to just be amazing now that we’ve got this whole situation figured out.”“Huh?” I.