”The pitcher tried it.STRIKE“What else ya got?” said the smiling pitcher.The coach called in another pitcher and I took the kid off and taught h...m the Run fastball, the Cut, the Slider, the Curve, the Knuckleball, the Slurve, a Change-up and the Split finger. I couldn’t throw the pitches but I could show him how to hold the ball to get the expected result.“It’s simple aerodynamics. The air moves across the surface of the spinning ball and the seams get in the way, disrupting the airflow.”And. My other hand reached behind holding his back. I could feel the definition of his abs as they pushed into my stomach. He gently brought the hand, that had been fixed on my toned butt , and had neatly fit ever so perfectly into his grip up upon my average breast. He squeezed gently allowing me to get used to the feeling. I had been told my breast size had been an issue by my creators. They believed the bigger the better but it all came down to the most natural appeal. My simple B 32 bra size. I watch with such desirable interest as your hand slowing disappears into my jeans. You lean up to let me feel your hot almost burning breath against my neck... A tongue treks along my throat skipping joyfully up the path to my ear where I feel a gentle nibble or your teeth poking and teasing at the lobe of my ear.. Chills run up my spine making me shiver in delight.. Then I feel it... Your warm milky smooth hand embracing tightly around my fully erect shaft. The feeling I had awaited so long. She twitched and she shook slammed her pie in my face, grabbed my by the ears and rubbed my face all over the place.I was dripping hot goo she said, “You know what to do!” So I climbed in the saddle and we started to rattle.I was a pumpin’ and a humpin’ and throwin’ the meat. She was thrashin’ and bashin’ rock hard nipples bouncing’ to the beat. Took a look at her box it was starting to steam, the sheets did smolder and she let out a scream!“FUCK ME NASTY DADDY”, Lisa screamed into the night..