It was an obvious change up that went over all of the fielders heads into the grass over the fence.The pitcher said, "Lucky swing." This time it was m... turn to smile. That pissed him off and he threw a fastball over our heads. The pitching coach yelled at him to get some control so the next pitch wasn't as fast but belt high, right across the middle of the plate. The ball followed the change up pitch.Now the guy looked serious and began getting some control. He threw a nice curve that died in. She was gorgeous. She was tall, and slender, with an angelic face, and an outrageous body. Panic immediately set in. She was so far out of his league, he thought, that she was in another solar system. Now it was his turn to send his photo. He warned her that he was older, and not in very good shape. She didn't seem to care. "Send it." She pleaded. "I wanna see what you look like." He selected the picture that he was going to send. It was recent, and he was pretty dressed up as the picture was. I agreed nodding, without a word being able to come out of my mouth. She was going real quick on the hall to the girls bathroom holding my hand and pulling me after her.The bathroom was empty because it was the lunch-break so everyone was at the cafeteria. She entered a cabin in the bathroom and she didn't close the door after her. She just pulled of her jeans letting me see her white panties (they fit her so great) after that taking of her brown shirt letting me see her white bra that matches. And who knew to what she would submit herself in order to attain such a state? What indignities would she swallow in her need for the continuation of this adventure? The contract, that stupid sheet of paper, had been a masterstroke.He leaned back in his chair, mind flooding suddenly with sweet recollections. Daniella's orgasm-deprived body racked with helpless pleasure as his fingers plunged inside her. The clutch of her contracting pussy on his cock as he boned her hard from the rear, her.