Good-looking guy, quiet, nice, easy way about him. Plus, he’d found Rosie. And there were those missing Chippewas that some people still whispered a...out.But there was a spark between Cayuse and Rosie. Neither one said anything. Cayuse didn’t have much in the way of palaver and Rosie ... well, Rosie whispered to me sometimes, that was about it.The picnic itself was Rebecca’s idea. She was a Cayuse-Rosie fan. Hell, if a Chinaman had rescued her daughter, she’d be plotting Lee things.Anyway,. He loved his wife, but questioned if he was still in love with her. As a fellow drunk said to him one night while he was traveling for work ‘if you have to ask the question, then you’ve answered it.’ It was amazing the kind of things you could discuss with total strangers. Especially those who, by their eyes you could tell had been on the road too long. He had gone as far as to ask her outright if she’d consider having an affair with him. She admitted that there was an obvious attraction. Susan and Christy spent some time at the practice fields too, although just as often they'd head for the beaches on days with the best weather, or cruise a shopping mall on chancy days.Finally, the Grapefruit League games began, and the Orioles were playing other clubs on an almost-daily basis. Sometimes they'd split the squad and play two games, home and away, on the same day.When the club made its first trip across the state to play the Red Sox and Twins on consecutive days in Ft. Myers,. She could hear me and was snickering just as I was about to cum and I turned her body towards me and blew a generous load onto her eyes and mouth. I could hear her gasping. She was stunned for a second and then grabbed me and munched on my scrotum. She found every curve on my cock smooched and sucked it with her pouty lips.We turned the lights on and kissed like lovers. I felt so much passion that all I could think about was drenching her insides with hot cum. She got on all fours and shone her.