"You got a hit off him on his last start. He'll know who you are."It was early evening on Thursday when I heard back from Zeke with two phone numbers ...for Jon Lester. I had consulted the schedule and had found that the Red Sox were finishing up an afternoon game that day in Cleveland. They'd probably be flying into Baltimore that evening, ahead of Friday night's game.I called the land line number anyway, and got a recorded message. I tried the cell phone and it was shut down. Maybe he was in the. I turned to look at her again and I could see that she was transfixed by the film; still softly rubbing the head of that monster."Darling," she mewed."Yes." What do you think is going through her mind as he rams that thing in?" I don't know," I replied vaguely. "How could I know I've got no way of guessing what it feels like to be on the receiving end of something like that." Ok. What about him then. Do you think her pussy feels slick and tight," she continued."Oh, yes I'm sure that it's slick. I smiled, got on my knees and buried my cock balls deep with one thrust. She squealed as I began to hump her. My wife seemed unfazed as she alternated between licking Babs’ clit and my balls. I suppose I should had expected that I wouldn’t get to fuck Babs for free. Andy moved in behind me and started to shove his cock in my arse. There I was, a meat sandwich. Now I was also moaning as Andy grabbed my hips and fucked me.It didn’t take long before my cock in Babs and Andy’s cock in me pushed me. "Don't do that. You know and I'm not saying pretty things to you through a wall." Fine..." Maxie sounded resigned."So then back last summer there was this man." I gulped, wanting to stop, "In the Hyde Park bathrooms. He ... he attacked me. Stole things from me. Things I didn't know you could take." I made my voice small, half wanting for Maxie not to hear, "He raped me." I took a hard shuddering breath, I had never said it out loud before. Never even said it in my own head, and now that fact.
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