"She grabbed my hand and took out a pen, writing her number on my palm. She gave me a hug and said she would see me when she got back. I watched her t...ght little ass walk away. I was happy, but a little disappointed. Two whole months? I guess I had waited all semester, so I could wait a little bit longer. I looked at the door, those damn butterflies doing dive bomb runs again. My family was waiting for our good friends to come up from San Diego to caravan to a rental house in Bass Lake for a. It was ten minutes to eight. She was standing beautiful and sensual in the hallway. She looked at me. She had a kind of sad sympathy etched on her features. "I hope you'll be here when I return," she said. There was a certain earnestness in her voice. I said nothing, did nothing, I just watched as she turned and walked out, got in her car, and drove off.Our conversation earlier on when she'd made her confession, if that's what it was; no, it was an ultimatum; had finally come home to roost in. The look on her face displayed renewed lust and the whimpers returned. She began working on that huge black dick and she finally got more of the tool into her mouth. That bastard had at least a f******n inches piece…After swallowing for some minutes, she would withdraw to catch her breath and then go down on his monster again. She looked as though she could continue swallowing that huge cock all night long. Finally, Chuck pulled out of her mouth and said: "You suck great, you nasty slut, but I. It’s our last at bat and I’m finally up with 2 outs and 2 men on base. This is slow pitch softball and I’m still pissed. I finally decide to hit like I can and just screw it. Maybe I’m cracking up a little. My boss, Ron Feldman, is also our coach and watching me closely. He’s my pretend boss at the GSA but also my handler for the NSA (maybe – I’ll explain in a bit.) So – I hit the ball like I can and crush it. It flies probably 500 feet and that is further than anybody on this field or in the.