The surprise there is that we could have had a letdown after coming back twice, particularly against a rival like Little Rock. The Branson Eagles are ...fficially two for two. This one was much easier, and our manager used only two pitchers. The bullpen was rested and ready for the weekend.The next afternoon, Manager Ronnie Firth met me coming off the field, following batting practice. Pitchers shagged balls the hitters launched and threw them to a ball boy at second base, who piled them in. “Is this for real?” I asked myself. I gulped down the rest of my water, laid a few dollars on the table for the waitress and walked out toward my truck. I needed to kill the requested fifteen minutes so I decided to freshen up as best I could. I had just taken a shower and had changed into clean clothes so I should be OK. I flossed and used some mouthwash to assure that my breath was fresh and then sprayed on some extra underarm deodorant. I still had a few more minutes to wait so I just sat in. Jen was now getting more vocal, screaming “Yes! Yessss!” as Liz rammed her fingers in and out of her pussy. Jen looked over at me and lifted her shirt. She pulled down her bra and exposed her breasts. “Kiss me!” she commanded. I complied and moved in. I ran my hands over her breasts and allowed my tongue to glide all around her nipples. “YES!!!” she screamed again.Liz then inserted two fingers into Jen’s ass. Jen rocked back and forth in her seat as I licked her breasts and Liz stuck. He leaned over the toilet and pissed. Judy watched him and, with a giggle, shot her hand into the stream."You like that, Judy?" Dave asked."It feels hot and nice," Judy giggled.She held her hand in the stream of his golden piss until he finished, then shoved his hand from his cock. She shook his prick for him. She washed her hand at the sink as Dave slipped his shorts off. He climbed into the shower, soaping himself and watching his sister squat, over the toilet, a leg on each side. She was.