I was not a starter, so I had a lot of free time on the bench. I was usually put into a game in the late innings. I was an excellent fielder and fast... but my batting was just average, so my entry was to fill a specific need. We were playing the University of Tulsa, in a tight ballgame where we were behind by one run. Mason, our pitcher, had bunted his way onto base, and the coach put me in as a pinch runner. I had loosened up before the game, of course, but had been sitting for over an. He then stripped his clothes off and moved her to the bedroom. This is where he gave her first cock sucking lesson. She was learning fast and he kept pushing his cock deeper in her throat. She now gagged less and he had his cock in deep as his balls rested on her chin. As he fucked her mouth he felt the cum begin to rush so he held her head tight with the cock all the way in her as he unloaded his cum in her throat. "Swallow my juice baby. Take all of it. I am going to teach you to be my cum. ‘I suppose you have a plan, Mr Silvanus?’ No time to explain it to her. I simply pin her hands into the blinds ahead of us and press myself in close. She struggles slightly, to which I lean my head in. ‘Just do as I say, when I say it.’ I can hear a soft snarl pass her lips, but she pays attention to the movement of the marshals outside the room. ‘Right – now.’ I keep my hands pinned over hers to keep them in place, and begin to rhythmically grind myself into her ass. Another soft snarl, but. We were both feeling it, both rising past the point of no return. Rachel shot upward and pressed her breasts to mine. Our skin was hot and slick with the exhaustive strain of our love, and our busts squished and deformed in a delectable pressing of nipple on nipple, and flesh on flesh. Her mouth leveled with my own, and I reached back and entangled two hands with white hair. Our lips met, sucking and consuming. Our tongues battled within our mouths as our bodies rose in long, desperate heaves..