When the guy raised his eyebrow, he raised his hands, revealing his well-worn work gloves. "I'm only wearing gloves because I've been working in the f...eld. There's nothing illegal or worrisome inside." Then why can't you mail the damn thing yourself?" the guy asked, tilting his head and looking Josh up and down."Look, the problem is the guy behind the counter. He's the ex of the girl I'm sending this to. I've always had a thing for her, so I'm sending her a package of love notes I've written. Of the thirteen guys on the team, one is gay so he didn't do her (he seemed to enjoy watching, but I don't think it was her he was watching). One guy was too drunk to get it up, so she just sucked him a little. The other eleven she fucked and sucked, over and over, until they began tiring out and drifting on home. Around three a.m. Joanne had one last orgasm around the third baseman's short, thick cock, and announced that she was finished.I helped her into the shower, and we washed each. She had neverfelt anything so good in her life and she never wanted it to end. Thethick mud made fucking him much more of a chore than usual and she workedup a good sweat as she raped his muddy cornhole."Yeah, you like mud fucking, don't you? I knew you would bitch," shegrowled as she plowed back and forth through the muck. "What else is yourass good for anyway? It's probably forgotten how to take a shit by now.Entrance only, right slut? Take it! TAKE IT! TAKE MY COCK YOU MUD SLUT!"Her second. I groaned as my cock exploded shooting my cum into the condom while I fucked this classy business woman. Once I finished cumming I pulled out of her puss and her and I both fell down onto the bed to catch our breath.Once she caught her breath she placed her hand on my cock and balls and said that was so well needed thank you. I said you welcome and then got up and took the condom off. We then moved back to the kitchen where we got ourselves another drink and chatted some more. I loved looking.