Tom smirked. Mary stroked the last drops from my prick as it grew soft. Shegave my cock a sweet kiss. She rubbed all of my cum on her breasts. W...aring only my shirt, I stood close by Mary's side. She wore only herbikini panties. My prick bumped against Mary's side.----- My wife sat facing Tom. She looked at him as if to ask, "Well,what are you going to do with me." Desiree allowed Tom to unbuttonher silk top. He pulled the unbuttoned blouse wide. As I thought, sheno longer had. "You need to restore your energy," she said over a pasta course at their favorite Italian restaurant.David smiled weakly. "I can't help it if I fall asleep afterwards," he said. "I'm sorry, but I can't keep my eyes open."Julie had heard and seen that enough since she'd started at Hubbard. Mrs. Riordan had even explained it."A guy falls asleep because it's his body's defense. If he had his choice he'd do it again, but his body protects him. He falls asleep in order to recover." He's that tired?". I felt their hands on me as they were tying my wrists to the bed posts. One of them grabbed my hair, pulled my head up and slipped his cock into my mouth. It was half flaccid, but he gently rocked it in and out until he was hard. He continued pistoning his cock in and out of my mouth, and I could taste his pre cum. I started swirling my tongue around his cock.Eventually he tore the blindfold off, and I looked up at him. He was tan, smooth, and muscled. I wanted nothing more than every drop of. The pitcher wound up, then seemed to grin as he sent me a fast ball that just cut the bottom inside corner. I knew it was a strike even before the ump yelled.I nodded to the pitcher and took another practice cut. You had to admire an artist.The pitcher wound up and fired again. I watched the ball, and it was coming straight for that low inside corner. I swung just as the ball dropped away. Strike two.I backed out of the box and looked at the coach. He smiled encouragingly and mimed swinging the.