“You’re so full of shit, Rollie. After you’re through with ballplaying, you’re a sure thing to be an executive – maybe a CEO -- in the ferti...izer industry!”By the end of May we were a game over .500 and in first place in the four-team Southern Division of the league. Gwinnett’s club wasn’t that great, but we were, for the moment at least, the class of our pitiful little Southern Division. I was finding International League pitchers to be friendly fellows for the most part, and I was second in. He again surprised me. He started licking my small wrinkly ass hole. I remained stoic.His tongue worked on my asshole the same way a kid does it to his favourite lollypop.“Oh! Your ass tastes so good. I will eat your ass.”I could not believe that the most stinky and dirtiest part of my body can be so pleasing to someone.“Ok eat, but be quick.”After about 5 minutes he stopped licking. I felt the tip of his penis touching my ass hole. I was again shocked. He cannot do this. He cannot fuck my ass.. He was a good choice for many reasons; included amongst them were his innocence; he should still be a virgin and therefore couldn’t pox me. Being the shy sort, even if he boasted to all and sundry about the fact that he’d given one of the local lesbians a bun in the oven and claimed that the child growing in my belly was his, it was unlikely that anyone would believe him. “Yes Mistress,” I replied. “He’ll do just fine, if you think he’ll be willing.” “If you have to question that, then. Par tumne kya dekha? Maine kya pehen rakha tha?Me (apna muh niche karke): Bhabhi apne gray colour ki bra pehen rakhi thi aur aap 3/4th pehen rahe the.Bhabhi: Achha? Dobara dekhna chahoge? (Aur itna kehkar unhone ek kamuk hasi ke sath aankh maari mujhe)Maine socha, kya baat hai, yahan toh kuan khud hi chal ke pyaase ke paas aa raha hai. Maine bola, “Bhabhi, main samjha nahi.”Bhabhi: Itne bhole toh bano mat, maine tumhe dekha hai mujhe ghurte hue aur jab bhi niche jhukti thi toh tumhari nazar.