“What the fuck Matthew!” exclaimed Mark. I fire off a second shot—just missing Maurice ear. “Get out of my house” I yelled at the top of my...lungs. With no hesitation my two best friends bolted for the front door. I could hear Dustin from the basement yelling, but I told him to just stay where he was.As the two ran from the house, dad looks at me and starts “now Matthew, son---” “Shut the fuck up dad. YOU FUCKIN R A P E D ME !! I fuckin hate you !” Dad persisted in trying to calm me. Renee made us a drink. We all jumped in the pool and splashed around. Ben and I got out and laid down on their lounge chairs. When Renee got out of the pool her bikini top was noticeably transparent. Ben didn't know what to think, or where to look as he didn't want to stare or let me catch him staring. But if he did stare, I wouldn't mind it, but he doesn't know that. I raised my eyebrow at her as I was curious as to why she was wearing something so risque. Renee asked for my help with making. Ha he said. I dont think this is a virgin ass hole. I felt and heard him moving around behind me but I did not take my mouth off Hubbys cock. I felt the head of his cock at the entrance to my ass. He did not put it in but slid it into my still soaked pussy. After a few strokes he pulled it out and again I felt it at the entrance to my ass hole. I realized he had only used my cunt to get his cock slippery. This time he pushed and I felt my ass began to open for him allowing him to slide his. If it was a fastball, it was by you before you could identify it. If you hit him, you would have to time your swing and let your hand/eye coordination get the bat to the ball.It didn't matter though, as the pitcher ran out of steam and walked the bases loaded in the bottom of the seventh. The manager came out and replaced him with one of their good relievers. The book had all kinds of tells on him, so we should be able to hit him and get some runs in.An infield ground out forced the runner at.