But I can hit, Mr. – ahh – Paul.”“You’ll like this park. It’s toyland, compared to Norfolk. But don’t swing for the fences. Just try to ...stay relaxed, get used to the pitchers in this league.”I smiled. “Yeah, I hear they’re pretty good.”“There’s a real difference, Marty. There’s a lotta awfully good arms up here. And they’re smarter, too. More experienced, stronger, and wicked smart. They can make even the best hitter look like a monkey sometimes.”“I’ll stay awake, Paul. I’ll keep within myself.. I want our man’s attention too. To help them in their love making as submissively as possible. I would love to taste my wife’s pussy juice on his cock as I cleaned it from their lovemaking. Lick and kiss his asshole as he fucked my wife, suck his balls and eat all the cream pies. But I would want more, I want him to take me like a bitch. Fucking me without mercy in front of my wife as he forces awful confession from me for my wife to hear. All the while my little metal chastity cage clanking. She emerged from thedryer and patted herself with a towel leaving herself slightly damp. Sheput on her favorite robe, a short silky one that only came to mid thighand left quite a bit of cleavage to see when belted tightly, it clung toher damp body like a second skin.It would only be minutes now until her father returned home. She went tothe living room and positioned herself on the couch and startedarranging the evidence she had found. She had also added a collar andleash from when she used to. Michelle grunted a bit now and then, as she felt her husband slide in and out of her, but she didn't complain. The grunts were merely a reflexive response to the sheer force of his cock ramming her. Far from resenting it, she always enjoyed and welcome the experience. She also relished the new pleasures of a woman's asshole. She was officially hooked on rimming now, as was Stacy, who now came from the sensuality of a mouth on her bottom.Hardly finished, Paul used the fact that his mistress had.