Riding Jason, I was in heaven. I felt myself getting turned on more every time I grinded down on his cock. I could feel myself getting wetter each tim... he pushed himself inside me. I fought back the urge to moan, pant and gasp whenever I felt his cock push against my insides. I wanted to be loud... I wanted to scream out... I wanted to get thrown around. To bad we didn't have the apartment to ourselves. I felt Jason start grunting, the grip of his hands on my hips get tighter. His thrust's got. The sights of cocks sliding up and down between bared tits, in and out of mouths, in and out of cunts and in and out of arses got Sophie excited and she was aware that if she wasn't careful a bulge would soon show through her short pleated tartan skirt. As she passed one car she stopped in her tracks, it was an estate car, the back seats were folded away and in the seemingly cavernous boot area were two men, one was totally naked, the other dressed as herself, as a woman. The 'girl' was sucking. When we got to the stadium I discovered the reason for our early start, there was an open day of coaching going on for kids, it was for those who weren’t in high school yet, although I was, I was able to attend due to my age.Dad passed me off to the coaches, I had a blast, we did some field drills, practiced on the mound pitching at a catcher target at the plate. We played short and long throws, we shagged fly balls in the outfield that were popped up for us to chase.Then came the best part, we. We all laughed but I saw that my husband was not particularly delighted with such a performance, From further performances I learned that one of the men was a supplier of oil in the area, another, who spoke with a Russian accent, was a representative of a private Russian bank and the others were local businessmen.After a while, the Russian and the oilman took my husband to the bar, where they took care of bottles of Russian vodka and drinks. In turn, I was occupied by local entrepreneurs..