" You had a baseball career?" No. But when you're little you can dream. I was pretty upset with her for a long time. Making me miss playing baseball w...th friends so I could practice. When you're a kid, your priorities are different. I hated it. Right until my mom died. Then I got serious. I worked at it to prove she was right, I think." Well the practice paid off. That sounded wonderful." Thanks. I can't remember the last time I've played with anyone to listen but my cat. My cat who loves Hoagy. After a few plunges and withdrawals to allow her to breathe finally I pushed my cock right down her throat and I felt her nose push up against my pubic bone. This little thing was going to get the pounding I needed to give and it certainly looked like she needed to receive. She was gagging and choking and kept on now pushing herself down on my cock as she was taking the entire length down her throat. God she was starting to rock my world and I finally pulled her off my cock I needed this hot. And beyond the forest you can see the ocean… with sunlight from the clearest of blue skies glancing off the tops of the waves in the bay… so that the whole ocean seems to shimmer and sparkle… you begin to move lazily and easily down the path, with the ferns and grasses brushing gently against your legs as you pass… and you just catch the faint smell of salt borne in on the breeze… and become aware of the distant sound of the ocean on the shore… maybe hear seabirds calling faintly, from a. Becky stood facing me, her eyes glanced down as my cock sprung up. She mumbled about her lotion. Her eyes stared at my cock, I could feel the heat of a blush crossing my face, as Becky kept her gaze on my erection. Her hand moved forward and her fingers closed around the tip of my cock. her grip was firm and still gentle, as her hand slid down my full length.Becky’s nipples hardened as her finger nails brushed against my balls. Her hand began to slide up and down my cock, slowly, I could feel.