I smile actually hoping the real Miley hits the ball. We watch asshe leans in and hits it to the outfield. "That was a good hit Kelly butwait for a go...d pitch you like, the pitch you hit was way out of thebox." I am sorry coach, I was getting tired of waiting for a good pitch," wehear the real Miley saying to the coach."Did you see that one Miley your big brother hit one?" I look over atgrandmother smiling with her eyes glued to the field like she wasn't evenblinking.I start to get excited for. When I got there she was obviously intoxicated and in a good mood. “Hey big boy” she says giving me a forceful kiss and rubbing my cock through my jeans. “Mm looks like someone is excited, I have a present for you, start driving” she says as I pull out. As I’m driving she hungrily undoes the button and fly of my jeans and pulls my hard throbbing cock out of my boxers. “I love your dick” she moans before engulfing it in her mouth. She sucks up and down while swirling her tongue around the tip. Such a beautiful body, light is captivating around you. I love the sight of lust in your cat eyes. You approach, and you sit on top of me, looking at me, your legs crossing around my body behind my back, your arms crossing behind my neck.We kiss, we bite our lips slightly, we kiss our faces, tenderly. My hands caresses your back, you brush your nipples against my hairy torso, your hand brushes my hair on the head.I kiss your ears, your neck. I go sown your cervix and kiss your breasts. I close. "Uh ... You said the red one." Mahk frowned."I said the black one!" I shook my head. "Never mind. I think you don't love me sometimes." What? Jilly! I do love you! I worship you!" he protested. We were getting on his old Harmony-Daavsa Wideglide, feeling the bike sag slightly beneath us."Then how come you can't do anything right?" I asked him, pressing my body against his back and wrapping my arms around his muscular chest."Because it's hard to think when you're around," Mahk told me. He.