You are relentless though. Not allowing me to move as your tongue and fingers still move on me. I feel my second orgasm rip through my body in a matte... of seconds. You stand up smiling at me. I can see my juices on your face as you lean down to kiss me. I can taste myself on you. It’s a wonderful feeling, knowing you can please me the way you do. You pull your shorts down and your cock stands erect. You put it up by my lips and I greedily take it all in my mouth and throat. Using my tongue to. But it wasn't enough."More," she groaned, reaching out for his cock. "I want more!"Michael watched with amazement as his mother grabbed his throbbing dick and started jerking on it. She so desperately wanted to work out another spewing load that she figured she'd do it herself. Her hand flew up and down the thick shaft, never giving it a chance to go soft."Jesus, I never thought you'd be into this," he gasped between strokes. "You're a regular cum-slut, Mom!" I sure am, baby! But not for just. The umps separated almost two minutes later, and the first base ump pumped his fist with the 'out' call. My teammates converged on me for what I thought was for another complete game. They were bouncing around like kangaroos. I figured our lone Aussie player, Balfour, had been teaching them. Hanigan came up to me with his mask pushed back, and said, "You don't know, do you?" Know what?" That was a perfect twenty-seven batter game, and your second no-hitter in the majors. I thought you were. I fucked her with long, deep, hard strokes, up to the hilt. She lifted her boobs off me and looked at me straight in the eyes. Her eyes bulged and she stared at me like she was angry with me. I stared back and fucked her harder. Her eyes narrowed, as did mine. I kept fucking her and I slammed her down onto my cock. I saw her mouth the words, “You bastard.” Her eyes rolled back into her head and as she closed them, she said, “Jesus fuck me yeah.” I had gotten away with it, I was proud of.