I revved a few times and took off. I hit second fast, damn that bike could accelerate. Just as soon as I hit second I let off the gas and hit the brak...es. What I hadn’t counted on was the fog that night making the deck slick. I saw right quick that I wasn’t going to stop so I laid it down. I was still sliding along at a pretty good clip, and had my leg on the seat, ready to push away when I went over the edge, no way I wanted it to land on me in thirty feet of water. What I hadn’t counted on was. Amy was cheerfully perched in her first-row seat next to Paul Warren's end of the dugout, and he actually exchanged a few words with her, twice, late in the game, when I was already out of it and sitting on the dugout bench. I wanted to walk down and say hello to Amy, but it would have meant standing in front of the Manager, Paul Warren, and I figured he wouldn't appreciate it that much.Anyway, ol' Ame was going to be going home with me!After the game, we hit the showers and I gathered up. I pulled her close and continued to kiss her. I used my hand to slap her ass again and rub it up and down. She continued to impale herself and began to moan again."Oh Shit!!" She cried. "I'm fucking cumming again Steve! Oh God you make me cum so hard!" She moaned this as I started pumping as fast as I could doubling her pleasure. I felt a wave of warm liquid cover my pubic bone. She collapsed on my chest again and lie there.I pulled out of her and she began to protest. She stopped when I pushed. How can you be surprised Mirabel, I know youd agree if I got you that set. Alanna was taking a pre-party shot, still in her lingerie. Excited -, I decided. She was always down for a party. I was always jealous of my friends looks. She had coppery light red hair, almost blonde, green eyes, rosy lips with a light dust of freckles. If that wasnt enough she had The figure, trim but soft curves, an ass that got her compliments and a B-cup. She skipped over to me and passed me a shot, grinning she.