And if he didn't, you're gonna run to first like your ass was on fire, and keep on runnin' until you see the first baseman catch the throw ahead of yo...u." Paul Warren hasn't said anything to me." Well, why don't you go ask Paul if it's OK with him for you to drag ass to first base, whenever you don't think the ball you hit was pretty enough to merit running full-out?" Who made you the boss of me?" I'm not your boss. I'm your teammate. At least I am until they send you back to Canada. You want to. She closed her eyes and wished he was with her. They had only been together once and it had been so wonderful. But they hadn’t been able to meet since then and it was making her crazy. She had been emailing him and every once in a while he talked to her on the phone. It had been so frustrating because she couldn’t find the right words to talk to him with. When they wrote to each other she had no problem pouring out her heart to him, but speaking to him made her mind go blank. She had gone out. Fuck she smelled good as I sniffed her, as she rubbed her crotch in my face and took in the aroma from her. She released my head from her grasp and asked, “You like to sniff my fuck hole don’t you”. I replied “yes I do” as I stuck my hand in the side of her panties, pushed them to the side and stuck my finger into her wet hole and said, “Do you like my finger in your tight little fuck hole you dirty fucking slut”. She moaned slightly as I must have surprised her and she replied louder “Yes. I could see now the futa cock she had tried to keep me from. It looked so much longer and thicker than I could have imagined, and it worked its way far down her pant leg. At the tip, almost by her knee, I saw a huge wet spot. I wanted to taste that precum so badly. In the bathroom, I pushed her into a stall, kissing her deeply on the mouth the entire time. She moaned hotly into my mouth as she reciprocated the kissing, and her hands explored my body. I yanked at her pants button and.