There was pleasure like I have never felt in my life.I already knew that I loved fucking with Bill and I loved it a lot. Then I loved being with these...boys who would fuck me over and over. But this, this was just so nasty, it was so dirty. Because of that it made the fucking feel so much better than just fucking my brother Bill, or fucking all these boys.I started to have a climax that started my whole body to quiver I lost it, I heard myself screaming. It was a scream from deep down inside my. Finally, I had to ask."What is the matter Lucy? Have I drooled on my shirt or something?"Lucy's dusky skin actually tinged deep red, and she quickly looked away from me."I was just trying to gauge your reaction to being so close to a person of my color. I know you came from the south during the slave days."I stared at her for a second and shrugged."That is all?" I asked. "For your information, my family was too poor and proud to own slaves. Matter of fact, I never even met a slave. I met some. We began cutting slices of it for other clover fields. They all seemed washed-out in comparison to our seeded field.I remembered to check on my experiment. I got a lesson in the will and way of the forest. I found a wide, dark green glade surrounded by enormous trees that hadn't been there when I seeded that mean, bare scraggly patch of ground. The ground had dropped and a soak had formed at one edge which formed a small rivulet that ran for a few feet then dove into the forest mat. It seemed. Both runners run. The catcher quickly scurries to the ball, throws to third. The third baseman cant catch the ball because hes just getting to the base. The ball goes into the outfield. One runner scores, the other reaches third standing. Seemingly afraid to pitch, ball three is thrown, then ball four. Jeff runs to first and continues full speed to second, daring them to play him at the risk of allowing a run to score. No one was ready for this and Jeff reaches second without a throw. Fielders.