She held me there, and I could feel her tongue lick around the sensitive crown. My knees were weak. The feeling was intense. She looked up at me from ...er knees. Her eyes reflected pure lust. Her hand tightened on the root and kept me immobilized as she took me, inch by slow inch deeper into her mouth. I moaned as her lips met her hand, and more than two-thirds had disappeared into the warmth of her mouth. With equal deliberation, she pulled back until again she only had the head trapped inside. "Let it go foul! The coach yelled from the dugout. The three players left the ball alone as it rolled down the line and settled, an inch in fair territory.We couldn't even give them an out.When I came up again later in the same inning, everyone was pretty disgusted. Vancouver had gotten two outs, one when Jimmy Baker stumbled between second and third, and one when Brian Lasker got hit by the ball Johnny McBride hit. Then our next four batters all got solid hits, even though they all batted. But as with all things in fate, I made no attempt at stopping it. The hands trace every bone in my feet as if trying to memorize them for another day. The hands begin to move up my calves, stroking the skin softly, and beginning to massage my thighs. With each firm stroke my body relaxes deeper. Harder and harder still my woodland vision presses into my flesh. The fingers have reached my belly now and slowly circle around my abdomen. I can feel a body beside me now as well as the artful. I understand a lot I never understood before. I understand you're nothing more than a dirty, low down whore!!!"Harry watched calmly as the aggression in Mark's voice caused his young wife to double up with pain, tears coursing now unchecked down her smooth, reddened cheeks. He leaned back and wondered whether he should break in, try to say anything to ease the passions that made the air around the three of them brittle with tension. He gazed at the jealousy and rage apparent in Mark's strained.