Wiggling my arse to the music I started to strip. Turning my back to the hidden camera I whipped of my bra, this felt so good knowing I was being watc...ed I could feel myself getting turned on. I turned around facing the camera and saw my reflection in the mirror, nice pert tits. I stroked my nipples, how fucking horny do I feel knowing he was watching, I thought to myself. I dropped my skirt to the floor and admired my new white thong, I stood back from the camera so he could get a full few. Coach Herndon was getting us ready for a tournament we would be playing later in the spring. I was going to have to start a game if we went very far, so he needed me to be able to do more than throw a couple of innings of relief. The guys liked it when I threw for batting practice, because I was starting to crank it up. It was more like the pitching they would see in a game.I wasn't trying to strike them out. But I was trying to throw harder for longer each day. Coach Herndon was slowly. My nipples hardened as the thought of what I might do with this gorgeous body made me increasingly horny. Using the tail to stroke the dark ovoids, whilst the base continued to caress my pussy, pushed me further into the worriless state of sexual excitement. Moisture began to form between my soft lower lips. Somewhere from the back of my throat, a deep, low moan erupted, only just audible. My hands kneaded my round breasts whilst the tail continued to stroke up and down my delicate body. The. His hand traveled swiftly down my body before burying his fingers in my womanhood. I whimpered eagerly in to his mouth. His fingers twisted lightly, finding that oh-so-special spot as his thumb rubbed vigorously over my clit. A string of curse words flew from my mouth as the orgasm ripped through my body leaving me shaking. He smirked at me, "I told you." I bit my lip, nodding in agreement, "Yes, okay yes... you told me! You were right now. Please Caleb, make love to me! I can't wait any.