“Yesss!”I moved my finger in and out of her slowly, not wanting it to be too obvious to those around us what we were doing. Not that any of them w...ould have cared much. There were probably a few other couples up to the same thing. Hell, there might well have been some up to much more.I was able to reach the sensitive little nub of her clit with my thumb and rubbing it gently while my finger was all the way inside her, made her rock her hips urgently while kissing me even harder.As her hips. That this connection between us could grow to a point where it would hurt my wonderful husband.***************I’m sorry if I’ve rambled a bit, but I think it’s important to understand all of this. It’s important because this was how I was feeling on the Thursday night when Jason and I held each other in his bed and talked about our feelings and how we’d connected so deeply.And this was how we felt just a few hours after we met on that Thursday night. You can imagine how we felt by Sunday. Sure, he'd told me to relax, to be selective, to be patient, yada-yada-yada. With all due respect to Mr. Dempsey, nothing that he'd said had been the difference-maker here. I had hit well for two days running. And nothing in my baseball life had changed.Just my home life.It would be ridiculous -- wouldn't it? -- to attribute my hot bat to the fact that, after a long while, I had gotten laid? First off, I'd had a hot bat on Saturday, too, and on Saturday, I had not yet gotten laid -- unless you. 000 down loads so far’ Fuck yeah’ That means that your on over 6.000 hard drives for ever!’ Hey there’s a guy here say’s that he was your school teacher! Really what’s his name? Mr Read’ OH MY GOD YES’ He say’s that he knew u were a little fuck slut back then & he often had a good wank over you’ Get this’ One says he well see u at work on Monday & has sent pics & links to all lads at work but no name’ With that it was to much for her & her body jerked up as she had a huge orgasm’ There’s loads.