But then, Alex had at least gotten his little brief moment in the big time, and had made good with it.And he'd managed to capture the heart of young M...ria Warren, the boss' daughter. Lots of guys have done way worse than that!We held down the Mets and wrapped up a basically pretty dull-and-drab Game Four, 6-3. Alex and Freddie shut them down without a base runner in the final three.The Series was tied, two apiece. Game Five, Thursday in Shea Stadium; Game Six (which would, indeed, be. . blazing it while he thrust his tongue in and out of my navel sending me spinning. But he grew impatient I knew and soon enough I felt his rough hands tugging on my bikini bottoms peeling them down so slowly ... too damn slowly, I just wanted them to be off of me and his tongue stroking where it'd please me most.He didn't disappoint, but he flirted with my pussy when he reached it. Avoiding my clit at first, parting my lips with his tongue, caressing them with his lips ... oh man I couldn't. He couldn't get enough of Alice's beautiful body. She was as black as an African woman can be.Her areolas were twin circles of pure jet, the nipples long, thick and erect - had the man's hands not been cuffed, he would have been reaching for them. He loved the way Alice's breasts moved slowly back and forth as she jerked him off. So aroused was he that he didn't notice Geeta stepping back from the table, or that she was searching the room.In less than thirty seconds, Geeta had found the. ”“Why did you get divorced?”“I cheated on her. I was a sex addict but she was bored with sex parties.”We went a few rounds of questions until I saw a rock near an awesome new pond where I unpacked the bag and we began our lunch. I asked him when he last got laid and he said, “Seven months ago. What about you?”“A few days ago.”I rolled a joint and that loosened him up. “Anal?” he asked.“Yes. Not my favorite but I do as I'm told to please.”Most of my answers seemed to turn him on as they were.