.. each one, one at a time."The questionable blonde said, "Are you kidding me? You're... you can't possibly... I've had bigger than... " Oh, yeah? Pro...e it! Show me one that is bigger than me."They put their heads together for a few moments and I heard, "Hey, he thinks he's gonna fuck us? All of us?" and "Shit, if he's bigger than my John, I'd fuck him" and "Damn, it would be better than waiting for the weekend" and "Hell, I've already lost mine. I have nothing to lose. I'll do it."Then they. " What was this called, second base or third? I knew there was no shortstop. Those two American obsessions, sports and sex, mixed together. Casey wasn't going to hit a home run today, but a triple was good enough.She got her feet up on her seat and spread her legs; I felt her hands arranging things, pulling her panties aside and guiding my fingers to the right places. A moment later her own fingers were working in tandem with mine. "Keep rubbing and I'll go in and out." Then I heard, "Baby,. She’s evidently enjoying my fondling as she’s placed one of her own hands over mine now, as if to give guidance. And then she begins talking between the brief spells of frantic licking and sucking of my cock, to give me little snippets of her mind. How she’s thought about me ever since that night in Gloucester. How she masturbates in bed at night, thinking about our first night together. How when she sucks her husband off, she wishes it was me. How when he’s fucking her, she’s imagining it’s. .. ! Almighty goddamn, maybe he would have to call Sergeant up to help... and he looked apprehensively to where the big animal lay watching from the floor near the foot of the bed. It would not be the first time he had needed his faithful friend to help fuck the fires out of a yum- yummed filled girl... but he would wait awhile longer to make sure... And then, suddenly she stopped, raising her head to look up at him with crazily gleaming eyes. "Crawl up onto the bed, darling!" she sensuously.