It wasn't long before the young guys began to burst. The Black k** Ben blew his load first and to Belinda's credit, she tried to swallow it all howeve... he seemed to have fired a gallon of cum in her mouth. The white guy pumping her pussy filled her up and the young guys to her right that she was jerking shot his load right on her tits. One guy who was watching in the back jerking himself shot a long stream of cum all over the carpet.As the guys who came retreated back, the others stepped and. Bill and I were hooked. Mets fans to the death, and had been since we were kids. There had been a few good years, but mostly it was disappointment, collapses, injuries and false hope. Unfortunately, false hope was my stock in trade these days. Not only with the Mets, but really with everything. And being the idiot that I am, I rubbed my nose into it by dragging my ass out on the 7 train to CitiField, which still, even after these years, wasn’t Shea Stadium, which was a dump compared to. I took the hint and walked over. He kissed me, before falling into a deep make-out session. After a minute of that, he pushed me over on the desk. I laughed, as he squirted some lube onto his hand and began to stroke his already hard dick. He then rubbed some lube on his fingers, before taking his tongue to my asshole. As his tongue slowly tickled my rosebud, I felt a rush of sensation and began to moan. I had rarely tried any anal stimulation before, but this felt amazing. After that, Mike. " Sure, I'll be there," Brody promised.The evening wasn't as awkward as Brody feared it might be. He drove Ryan over; they had both agreed it was silly for her to rent a car when they were going to the same place. On top of that, he wanted to be alone with her for a little while, hoping he would find the right thing to say and break their impasse.He didn't find it, but Ryan didn't seem to mind. She left everything alone, perhaps realizing that whatever they did need to say couldn't be covered.