Slowly standing she met his cool eyes. She could see the adrenaline pumping through the veins in Sam’s thick neck, as his hands clinched and unclenc...ed into fists. “Sorry…I was just….” Allie trailed, knowing she was reckless and lost in her own little world. Blinking, she tried to keep the sweat out of her eyes. Only making her more adorable to Sam. He walked up to Allie, breathing hot and fast on her cheek. He leaned down and threw her slight frame over his wide shoulder and headed for his. When you come back tomorrow I will check to make sure your face smells like my pussy.I began putting on my clothes while crying and pleading with her to let me cum. "Please let me come. I need it. Oh God, I will eat your pussy and let you do anything with me you want," I bawled."You will eat my pussy and I can do anything I want already," she said. "You are my dyke slut slave, my fuck doll. You are a sex toy that's all. Just like a dildo - nothing more. I used you to get off and tonight I got. But Melissa was careful not to flirt with the guys. No, that was dangerous considering her position. But she was different with me. It was clear the attraction was strong, and reciprocated on my part. But we didn’t date or discuss dating; that would have crossed a line. So we often just sat by each other and chatted on the bench during games. I was not a starter, so I had a lot of free time on the bench. I was usually put into a game in the late innings. I was an excellent fielder and. I just dont truthfully know. You see, Bitch, I want you to strip awfully naked as I will be singing and playing the guitar for you. You will be doing it just for our sole fun and unreserved happiness. Also I need you to do it like you are some professional pole dancer, or lets put it as simply being a night club dancer. All those sexy and breathtaking moves–I want and expect you to act them out for me. So are you in this fun-time deal of ours, or not, sweetie Bitch? I look and glance direct at.