It was 12.50pm, the time I was told to park up. I got a text telling me to cross the road and enter a flat, the entrance to it, being behind a shoppin...g precinct.I nervously walked across the road, went around the back, and up some steps to a door, which had a camera attached to it, so I was clearly being watched.I knocked the door, and after what seemed like ten minutes, but must have been seconds, Mistress slowly opened the door.Mistress had long blonde hair, bright red lipstick, she was. It was too thick and I could barely put it in. Instead, I ran my tongue around it and pulled on him hard with both hands. My stroking quickly brought him to full strength and I tried to pull as much of him into my mouth as possible. I could feel myself getting my cunt wetter and wetter."You can do better, my white married bitch" he suddenly said and with that he pushed himself deep into my mouth. The feeling was uncomfortable as it stretched my skin, but the feeling in the back of my mouth was. "Is it really true that Lana is pregnant? I seem to remember Trina saying that but the pain was so bad I had to leave I knew I didn't have much time." Oh!" Tom said, "I had forgotten about that, congratulations." His father said shaking his hand. Johnathon could only stare at the man, the control freak, the things WILL go my way or no way man. Again Johnathon had to ask just who in the fuck was this man and where was his asshole father?Tom looked over at Johnathon seeing the look of surprise. The girls lifted up Kelly and Lily and marched them back to the dugout.Hannah walked up to me as we were stowing the gear. "Joe, I'm sorry for what I said out there. I was pissed you pulled me out of the game. I wanted to score the winning run so bad, but I would have been out by twenty feet. Lily was the only one of us who could have beaten that throw." Thanks, I'm glad you aren't still pissed at me. I just did what I could to help you win."She leaned into me and whispered. "I think the coach.