She did. She made it to all six games closing out our home stand. And I got at least one hit in every game. I now had a modest, seven-game hitting str...ak going, and my average was back to .377 for the season.We were leaving the next morning for a four-game series in Boston. Our final game against Detroit was in the afternoon, so the evening was free. When Sandy once again didn't answer her phone in person, I drove out there. It was only 5:30 p.m. when I knocked on her door.Sandy didn't seem too. This one is a little bigger then a tube of lipstick and it has a little blue rubber dolphin on the tip that vibrates rapidly. The third toy I pick out for Demi is a long rubber dildo that on the box says is molded from the penis of an actual porn star. Once I pick out some toys for Demi, I grab a handful of batteries in varying sizes for the toys and head to the counter. The man behind the counter begins ringing me up. ‘Gonna have a party tonight?’ he asks. ‘I doubt it, those are for someone. ”There's no way I'm leaving and the woman can't wait anymore so she squats down, pushes her panties aside, hikes her dress up to the waist and lets loose with a tremendous stream of hot pee. A sigh of relief comes over her but she loses her balance for just a moment and some of her urine splashes across her top that covers her ample breasts and a little pee also hits her face before she recovers.I've always had this fetish about watching women urinate and it gets me so fucking horny that I lose. A few feet away, she heard him stop and the sound of cloth rustling filled her ears. She laughed and started to open her eyes when Ben shouted, “No peeking.” She closed her eyes again, trying to figure out what he was doing as she nervously chewed on her lower lip. She couldn’t deny that she was aroused, wanting nothing more than to have this man throw her on the bed and ravage her. “You’re so beautiful like that.” Ben whispered, making Natasha jump as she realized that he was standing just in.