I started noticing that my times for getting up to Baltimore to catch a game were going to be few and far between.Finally there came a day when we had...an afternoon game at home, and the Orioles were, as usual, playing that evening. I found myself free of obligations to the Baysox by a little after four p.m., and with our own next game not scheduled until the following night. The Orioles were at home against the Yankees, and I decided that I would, by golly, go.The opposition being the Yankees,. I had not shown her tits much love, so I started playing with her nipples and started slapping them too.My friend had continued where I left and kept pumping her hard. We both were reaching our limits, and I knew it. I pumped her my dick a few more times. “Lick my balls slut.” She moved automatically. “Bro, let’s DP her. I’m close. Don’t want to cum before living out our fantasy.”My friend was brought back to earth and nodded. All three of us were breathing heavily. She was all red, her face,. You were encouraging me, enticing me to … you were the voice goading me to be … to act … oh my God … you watched me last night!”His black hand reaches out toward me. It stops just shy of my right breast and nipple visible under the sheer baby doll I wore. I have an overwhelming desire, need to coverup. But what’s the sense in that. I’ve been exposed this whole conversation and … last night … His hand stops mere inches from my nipple. I can see his need, his longing, his eyes fixed on my breast.. I swallowed every drop. And the smell of her shit on her ass provoked me. I turned her around and started licking all the shit off of her her. I licked her clean. And strange enough. Her shit tasted fucking amazing. But now I had to pee. So I laid her back down on my bed. I pointed my dick at her and let it go. I pissed all over my 15 month old daughter. She was covered from head to toe. I started jacking off again. I got down on my knees. I started eating out her little cunt. A thought than.