I could feel Gianna's head, laying across my chest. The room was dark. It was night, and I could see a beam of moonlight coming in through the window....I had thought there was someone in the room with us, that was what had woke me up. I moved my head slightly, letting my eyes scan the shadows of the room. I didn't see anyone else in here. I must have been dreaming.I adjusted my head to get comfortable again and tried to get back to sleep. Gianna's nude body lay against mine. An arm was draped. So Brock slipped away and hid in the trainer's room.The temperature was in the mid-40s when the teams took the field. Some of the Dodgers players were bundled up as though they were playing in Antarctica. A few of the Indians players had on long-sleeved turtlenecks beneath their jerseys and a few wore sweatshirts.The Dodgers locker room resembled a clothing store with all the cold-weather gear on display. Brock had spent an early season in Buffalo so he thought he knew what to expect. Still,. Now she relaxed, moving them away allowing Suzanne to see the deep groove of her piss slit nestled between her firm brown legs. Spots of piss marked her inner thighs. 'I needed to go before I went home,' Suzanne said whilst making no attempt to hide her own semi-shaved pussy from sight and fully aware that was where Selena's gaze was firmly residing. 'It's a drag finishing early when you need a slash somewhere naughty.' 'I know, I know, but see what you've made me do,' the brown-skinned girl. I slightly open one eye and she notices as she leans down and softly says, "Are you good? Sounded like a good dream...wait, what the hell?!" I had failed to hide my still fully erect cock, her panties and the massive load I had just blew in them, still experiencing a slight orgasm and leaking the last few drops of cum.As she went to her knees, hand covering her mouth in shock, I started to try and explain. She quickly took her hand and covered my mouth instead. She leaned in and whispered to.