Jack was waiting for me after work in his car. He took me to a fancy hotel where he and I made passionate love until the early hours of the morning. J...ck and I started to see each other regularly; I even fell in love with him.I thought he had fallen in love with me as well. I stopped seeing everyone except for him and his occasional client. Jack would come to the club each night normally baring some type of gift for me. Maybe a fur coat one night, sexy clothes the next and jewelry all the time. I mean, it's just been four innings. It's not so unusual, to go four, like this. But if he hasn't thought about it yet, he will, pretty soon. After five, maybe. Or after six innings, for sure. And then it'll get kinda weird, there, in the dugout, between innings, pretty soon. Everybody starts to realize it, all of a sudden. And then nobody says nothing, y'know? About anything. So if Cap hadn't been noticing, up until then, he would, pretty soon after that!" It seems as if ... not talking about. Inside, the stall looked innocent enough. It was dirty and full of graffiti smears, but that was true for all of them. When I turned to get back out, something caught my eye: On the left side of the wall, there were some scratches and what I at first thought was just dirt turned out to be a small hole. I sat down on the toilet seat, making sure my skirt wouldn't get soiled by anything unsanitary. From a sitting position, the hole was almost at eye level, and when I moved in closer, I could see. Her hole puckered a bit as I tried to work my tongue inside with short sharp prods and her sighs got louder with each one until I could feel my tongue slip inside.I got her to bend which gave me even better access to both her young holes, her arse was wet with saliva and I ran my tongue down to her wet outer lips, her pubic hairs tickled my lips as it sent shivers through her whole body, she wiggled as my tongue got busy and I had my hands on her hips pulling her closer to my face, it wasn’t.