"The Orioles lost," she said.There was no denying it."Is Nolan okay? I noticed when you all left." He's okay," she said, "but he was exhausted, and we...decided we had to take him home. We listened to the game in the car and watched it when we got home, but Nolan slept through it all." Well, he got his wish about Lester pitching well and not having to take the loss. Only, a funny thing happened to us when we got to the part about beating up on some scummy Boston reliever." I haven't seen Nolan. I replied its a blue film , maine puccha apane kabhi dekhi hai , woh boli haan pehle uncle laate the , maine kaha ab nah, to she said ab kanha ab to unka man hi nahi karta. Maine tabhi pucha aur apaka, to she said rehne do chodo ye baat, but i insisted and ask her again, she accepted ya kabhi kabhi , i again asked ki how do you satisfy urself, she said – khud hi kuch kar leti hun, I got her week point now, i said lets watch this movie, she said ya sure, we were sitting together as the movie. He grunted in response to the touch and the gentle squeeze. Every time he grunted, she gave out a little giggle.After soaping his back and shoulders, she pressed her body to his and reached between his legs with her left hand grabbing his balls. Then she slowly slid her other hand over his hip and passing over his kinky pubic hair, circled her fingers around his firm member, sliding her hand up and down it's length a few times."Oh, God!" Dave gasped as he thrust his head back and reached his. Then we sat up for our tea. She wanted 'Love Songs' on the radio, and we managed to get the last half hour or so.Once the tea and the programme had finished, we sank back into the bed and resumed our entwined cuddle. My hand strayed over her stomach and down her thighs and up again. Hers traced my chest and stomach but avoided my cock which was limp so far. Then I felt her crease, bald until her landing strip. Her hand ran over my perineum, and over my balls to stroke my cock with an open hand..