I kissed each ass cheek, I kissed the inside of her thighs, I kissed my way up her thighs until I reached the crack of her ass and gently licked it. I...licked along the crack and slowly but surely went deeper and deeper until I was rimming her asshole. My face was wet from the sweat but I was in a world of pure pleasure and the groans Anna was making suggested that she was too. I reached my hand around to her pussy and started massaging the lips, slowly circling my fingers in an ever deeper. To the left of the window, she had a poster of a water fall shown in slow motion, and to the right was a travel poster of the Cascades in Jackson Michigan. The giant water fountain backlit with bright reds, greens and blues seemed to glisten right off the paper. The wall that held the bed and nightstand boasted a picture of the burnt orange waves of sand in a desert somewhere, a grouping of smaller framed prints including a lizard, a scorpion, and a beetle, another large print of revelers. He let us both in "go straight through" he said,i did so it wasn't a huge place but was very tidy the tv was on " would you like a drink" "just water,please" i said my mouth was so dry with nerves. Still i took of my coat placed it on the back of the sofa & sat down,we chatted flirtingly for a very short while then he reached out & put his hand around the back of my head & pulled my face closure to his,"you look so sexy he said even more so in the flesh" then he began kissing me,i put down my. In the playoffs, the lineups are set, and most of the kids you saw in September are left off the tightly controlled post-season roster. Managers tend to play everything close to the vest, and even if the young guys were still around, you would mostly see the tried-and-true veterans.And that's good because... (?)That's good because even though they may be sounder ballplayers than the new guys, you at least know what they're capable of, and how to pitch to them. Some of them, you can get with.