.. no Sam. Go right ahead.''Good! Okay sluts, up on the bed. I want you both on your backs, legs spread. Arms over your heads, and still.'Shelly and J...lie did as asked. Looking at them laying on the bed, legs spread, breasts sticking up, nipples hard, pussies wet, it was hot. It was very hot. It was also that feeling that someone had just told them what to do and they did it without question. Control was an aphrodisiac for sure. Sam went over to that bowl and taking the cover off of it turned. I swirled my hips gently and lovingly, feeling the last few drops of my cum spilling into her.I kissed the back of her neck tenderly as we both gasped for air. Our simultaneous orgasm had drained us both of energy, and I lay on top of her trying to catch my breath. My cock began to soften inside her. After several moments, our breathing finally slowed to normal. With one final kiss on her neck, I propped myself up and rolled slowly off her. The length of my now softened cock slipped slowly out. The pitching coach came out to have a discussion with the pitcher. That brought all the infielders to the mound while the pitching coach was telling him to settle down and throw strikes. I hope he did so that I could hit the ball.I had been watching the pitcher and knew what he did to throw his curve, changeup, and slider. His fastball wasn't that fast, but it was always delivered with a leg kick. Loney doesn't run fast, so he isn't a running threat, but it is tempting with a pitcher who raises. She’d only be here a fortnight, then she’d go, and then Mark would be all mine again for another few months. ‘Besides,’ he continued, still with his back to me, ‘You sound awfully dressed from here,’ With a resigned sigh I began to undo the buttons of my shirt, one at a time, trying to exaggerate the tiny sounds in a bid for his full attention. It was pointless. I pulled the shirt open, exposing my slim breasts in their white laced bra and the toned flat of my stomach. I shed the shirt and it.