It was perfect. Their pitcher naturally fell off toward first base with his follow-through. The shortstop and third-baseman, knowing who was up and kn...owing Tim always swung late were playing well back and not really paying attention. What Tim hit was a slow roller toward shortstop that died just past the pitcher’s mound. Tim was standing on first base before anyone even picked up the ball. Sherry screamed again, ‘MY GOD HE GOT A HIT! WAY TO GO TIMMY!’ I walked up to Tim and remarked, ‘That had. Back at our house, I suggested a few more drinks and went into the kitchen to bring back a bottle of wine and the glasses. When I got back to the lounge, Teresa and Mark were sitting on the settee next to each other laughing at the television. I sat down next to Teresa and poured the drinks. After a while Teresa started stroking my leg and I took this as a sign that she was ready. I turned and kissed her deep and passionately while stroking her inner thigh as she moved her hand up my leg and. And that was about all she said as she turned to observe us standing there dressed as we were. And she knew what existed in the box. Her sister tells her follow us. All my other cousin could say was holy shit I guess it's going to be an evening. One I haven't had in since he left. I said that's true for all of us. Lets make it count. You bet. But can I unload a few things. She begins stripping right there. Then puts shirt and shorts back on. While nude I observed a completely. She was shouting loud “mazaa aa raha, mar jor se maar, thok saale”. Our legs were digging in wet mud and we were holding against the tree and fucking wildly. She said “Saale aaj meri ye farakti fuddi tera lund khatam kar degi” I replied “kaminee mera lauda aaj teri choot phad dega” her nails digging in my back, our muddy bodies rubbing with friction, she was chanting “jor se chod mujhe, aur andar pel kaminey, aur jor se jhatka maar, phaad de meri choot, aur andar pel, saale aise hi randi chodte.