She carefully washed her pussy, resisting the urge to rub her clit and release the orgasm that had been building. She wondered how it would play out, ...ould they both fuck her? How big would Hansons cock be? How would they start? And the biggest question was, would she actually go through with it. Meanwhile, in the other room, Steve was stroking his hard cock, thinking about his lovely, chubby, wife under another guy, fucking back as he pushed , hopefully, a nice big cock in to her. He could. Indeed, here he wasabout to inform his father that his daughter almost became a father! "Just start at the beginning, son," Frank replied. There was that wordagain. Jess swallowed. Hard. "We had a pregnancy scare, Dad," he finally said, relieved to have it outin the open. Jess refused to stop and look his dad in the eyes. He keptputtting one foot in front of the other. But unfortunately his dadstopped walking suddenly. Jess stopped with his back to him. And frombehind him Jess heard his reply.. . And so on. It seemed that I was in the stall forever,waiting on the girls to leave. When they finally left therestroom, Candice opened the stall door and gaped at me."Well, now we know a bit about whatever the hell is goingon!" she laughed. "You're getting whatever anyone elsewishes for. I know how to get you out of here safely,now..." She flashed a mischievous smile at me. "I'm goingto have a little fun with you, now that I think I can fixthis once we get home. I wish I was wearing a black. I'd pull ground-rule doubles down the foul line, bouncing them into the stands after they landed, barely fair, behind third base. I'd whip ground singles between third and short. Everything I hit was "pulled" -- if anything I hit could really be called a pull hit.Word quickly got around the league and, just as I expected, soon they were doing infield "shifts" on me. Boston stationed its left fielder in close, right behind third, almost flat on the foul line. They moved the shortstop into the.