I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had girls lick at my bottom hole somewhat tentatively before, and guys fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyab...le. He sucked my hole like he was trying to separate it from my body, alternating it with trying to stick his tongue in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My cock was the hardest it has ever been, I think.Jim pulled off, looked at my hard on, saying "Somebody likes that."I sat there with, I am sure, a goofy grin on my face.Jim flipped me over,. So, I showed him my now hard dick. He was amazed at the size (not really too big...maybe 5 inches hard then). I asked if his was a not smaller...and he just pulled down his pants.We both pulled up and kept talking after that...but the story does not end there. He finally got to asking if my girlfriend and I "fooled with each other." I told him yes, that we like to screw. He asked if she ever licked my weiner. Trying to see where this could go, I answered, "No she does not, but my friend. We lost the first game to Toronto. Borowski still wasn't right, even with the extra day's rest, and we were pushovers.The Yankees beat up on Tampa Bay in New York.We won the next two games, and Tampa Bay managed to pull out one of theirs, so it was all square, again, on the last day of the regular season.The Yanks were finishing up that afternoon. Our game in Toronto was at night. Shiggie would pitch out of turn again, whether or not the Yankees won, because otherwise we were in danger of being. At my suggestion and Fred’s obvious invitation, C slipped his sheathed cock into her mouth for several minutes. He unsheathed and ejaculated on the left breast that he had been adoring and came, and came and came. I wasn’t sure it would ever stop. C was enjoying herself but getting tired. I tapped Garcia on the head, he got up and hands withdrew. Several folks told Garcia “good job.” We put on C’s coat and made our way out of the theater. There were a lot of “Thank You” from the men as we left..