Always! Now he leaves me in against this kid I'd never heard of -- a right-handed hitter -- in the opening game of a crucial series!" I seem to rememb...er your grumbling from time to time about being used so infrequently," Maria said. "And you always thought you could get right-handers out, if only you were given a chance." That's true," I admitted. "I never particularly liked being jerked out of games so quickly. But I was just -- y'know -- happy to be here, and didn't really question it.. (Not that I believe God has anything to do with cocks, or breathing either come to that, His being fictional.) She grabbed my shoulders and slid herself forward as she lifted her ass a few inches. My left hand was dislodged and I pulled it away to make room.When she was fully forward she looked down and grabbed the base of my cock with her right hand, angled it up appropriately, lifted her skirt with her other hand, and made to lower herself onto me. I watched avidly. Yes! Good riddance. . I seem to sensationalize them in my head. How exciting it was, how it felt and everytime I replay it ,.it gets more erotic. Case in point on my first time with Mike. If you don't recall, Mike was in his late 30's when we met my freshman year of college. He was just a little taller than me, he had a slender build, thick moustache, and had the best 8" cut cock I ever had in my ass. We met in my tiny one bedroom apartment late on evening after chatting online for only an hour. He drove 30 miles. He would also like you to continue doing the books for Tony’s businesses at the same price you negotiated with Tony.”“You mean the hourly rate I told Tony about?” I asked without thinking.“No, the special rate when you last saw him.”“I had hoped that someone else might take over the accounting.”“Well, the Don liked the special rate that he saw on your Web site.”“On my Web site? What do you mean?”“I think that you should just go look,” he replied with a smirk. I didn’t like the sound of.