We held the hug for a few seconds and he released me, blushing intensely and slightly rubbing the spot where my lips had been.“Sorry,” I said with...a bit of a laugh, “Guess I was more excited to see you than I thought.”He shrugged and simply said, “It’s fine,” but I could tell it seemed to make him uncomfortable, so I made a mental note to keep some of my urges in check.We took his truck and headed to one of the properties, where new water lines needed to be installed running from the water. He said well it feels like youve taken a few inches, are you going for more, or do you want to think about it? I told him I so want to take all of his massive cock in me, but the tears in my eyes told him I couldnt. I said I cant right now, I hurt to much. How about a little deal. You let me off easy tonight, and our last night here, my cunt is completely yours for the taking. And I want to be taken, Ill recover when I get home. Deal was all he said. I said I still want to bring you off. That didn't mean too much, though, with the end-of-season playoffs still in front of us. The White Sox, Detroit, and the Twins were all still going strong in the Central. The AL West was wide open, with no Wild Card contender likely to come from there, either. But somebody, eventually, would win it out there, and no matter how humble the AL West's champ's season won-lost record might be, that club would still get its shot in the post-season.Those were the kinds of thoughts, I knew, that caused. . . fall. He paused and walked behind me and put his stethoscope to my back. He then told me to take a deep breath. I did but only could take it in so far. He had me take a couple more deep breaths and listened to different places on my back. He even listened to my side and then in front. When he finished checking my breathing he asked me to stand up and he looked down my legs and I realized he also looked at my butt. I jerked forward when he touched a place on my butt where the coach had hit.