I tried to ignore the toy that was increasing at a snail’s pace in intensity, and continued to eat my food. I felt the flush of my skin creep up my ...neck and settle into my cheeks and I tried to not squirm. I took a sip of my drink and moaned, trying to mask the sexual sound with one of enjoying my beverage. A few of the people around the table gave me a quizzical look, but I ignored them. Every few seconds the he would push the “up” button and the toy would respond and so would my body. I. When I first asked Dave about it, I found out that he'd been worrying over the question himself, and still hadn't reached any solid conclusions. He thought that, probably, they'd rent a place in or near Bowie, in the expectation of his playing there next season.We batted the subject around, during the Kinston series.Meanwhile, Dave's hot bat was still going strong, although Frederick lost two out of three of their games down in Kinston. The "damned Kinston Indians," Dave complained in his. My wife straddled my face. I was expecting some immediate 69 action, but instead she sat on my face forcing her cum drenched twat down hard on my face. Once the cum was cleaned and all the wetness was coming from what her pussy produced, she leaned forward and gave me head. This concluded with some earth-shattering good sex. She had been fondled and fingered on and off for 2 hours, been fucked by 23 other men and she was still horny enough to match my orgasm with an intense one of her. The door knocked and my heart leapt before I remembered I had ordered pizza. I collected the pizza from the door handing the delivery man a 20 and closing the door. I lay on the couch eating pizza out the box and drinking some of the strange looking stuff I found in a bottle in the kitchen. It looked and smelled disgusting, the bottle revealed it to be whiskey, but the taste was surprisingly sweet. I lay there for hours, I hadnt been so relaxed in a very long time. So relaxed that I must have.