Then I lost so I decided to take my shirt since it was hot. After a few hands we were all pretty drunk and I was only wearing boxers and socks, my bud...y was just boxers, the mom with just a panty, and the daughter who was very conservative was still on her bra, panty and skirt.We took a little timeout and decided to turn on the tv. My buddy noticed the porn collection they had and decided to put one on. At this point we were drunk half naked and horny as fuck. The mom was sitting there with her. "They chatted for another minute and said good-bye, then Ryan looked at the clock. An hour and a half left. She laughed at herself; she felt like a kid waiting to be let out of school.She hoped Brody would be around, or at least awake. The team had just gotten back from a swing through Columbus and Detroit, with a stop down in Nashville before heading home. Brody had sounded beat when she'd spoken to him earlier. Still, he didn't have to be awake for long, just long enough for her to tell him. Once again the noise of a zipper was the only sound in the room as Sasha opened up my shorts. Her wet tongue slipped into my waiting mouth as her fingers slipped inside my shorts. “No panties? Naughty girl,” Sasha whispered breathlessly as the tips of her fingers found the wisps of my pubic hair. She rolled my erect clit between her fingers and I shuddered as if electric shocks ran through my body. Finding no resistance to her intimate touch, Sasha explored lower, slipping just the tip of a. "Goodbye, dear Gene. This was my last visit. Remember to look for me."Her last words made me so sorry that I woke up. For the first time in ages I had a hard on. No sticky pyjamas, no rumbled sheets. But I was consumed by a feeling of sadness, so heavy that even my hard on collapsed.Chapter TwoI wrote down the account of my dreams, in an attempt to get over the sadness, which filled me. She never visited me again. For a couple of nights some of the women from the time before Alexandra visited.