”After she left, I didn’t have much else to do except locate the bottle of Yamazaki and a couple glasses. I put them on the coffee table and put ...a baseball game on the TV.I’m a big fan of baseball. Playoff baseball is one of my favorite things in the world. Imagine being a college basketball fan watching March Madness or a college football fan on New Year’s Day. There really is nothing like playoff baseball. I don’t even care who’s playing, so long as it isn’t the [bleep]ing Yankees. . Areas were random, wherever Red desired to tease. I followed every move till Red motioned for me to lead. The affect on Maple turned me on as she squirmed over and over reacting to each in turn. But when we acted independently of each other and involved her open pussy, it was all I could do to keep from fucking her right then. While Red tickled her breasts, I used the fork on her open tender pussy lips, her thighs and the back of her legs. The moaning turned to muffled guttural sounds. We. It found my breast and began to grope at my tits. I moaned when his fingers found my erect nipples and began to pinch them.He roughly felt on my tits before pushing his cock back through the hole.I moaned and then took his throbbing member between my lips. He tasted nice and clean. His cock filled my mouth and he seemed to love the way I was sucking on him. My hand slid down into my thong and I found my pussy drenched in my own juices.A few more minutes and he tapped on the wall. I pulled back. Her mind working overtime with such desires, she begins to write her tale of two lovers enjoying an afternoon love session in his apartment.She comes home to find him in the door way dangling handcuffs and a blind fold in his hands and a wickedly sexy grin on his face. He advances towards her and leads her into the bedroom where he softly undoes her buttons on the silk blouse she's wearing. Where he starts unbuttoning her blouse he leaves a hot trail of kisses, explore the luscious mounds of.