Could I give you one of my cards and be assured it was never discovered. It has my address, home phone, cell number, face-book, and email address on i.... I’ll write my street address on the back, just in case you ever drive by and get brave enough to stop and say hi.”“I’d love to have your card with your address, email and phone number on it. I’ve really enjoyed talking to you, Karen. You’re a lot of fun and you really are beautiful. You can call or text me any time. If I don’t answer it’s. “Yeah. Audition. Show you what she’s got. How are you supposed to sell it if you can’t talk about the quality of your product.” He wagged his tongue like pussy-licking when he said quality, and they both cracked up.Tom, a little relieved, said, “So you’d pimp the girl out, though?”Steve grabbed Tom’s shoulder at arm’s length for emphasis. “Dude. Do you have a chick asking to be pimped out?” “Yes.” “Is she hot?” “Yes.” “Then I will be the first fucking customer in line. Of course you. If I hadn’t bailed on motion, he would have hit me good. It was a total dick move to throw your heat at someone’s head. That was how people got hurt. As it was, he clipped my forearm. I just got up and trotted to first base. I had to laugh when Mike threw his glove on the ground, ready to go.Mike could never be accused of being dumb. He’d been in the top five in our class academically. I wanted to steal on him more than anything. I think that Coach Haskins and Moose knew that also. They. Taking his head between my hands... I gently tug to encourage him to slide up my body.... With my hands holding either side of his face, I gently begin to lick my juices from his skin... dragging my tongue across his lips... gently nibbling, then slide my tongue inside his warm mouth, our tongues begin to dance... Our kiss is deep and warm, his tongue circling mine, wrestling it deeply as he grinds against me, my sex still warm he can feel the my dampness against his skin... tasting him on.