My cock was now stiffer than I’d ever seen. She grinned at me as she trickled the oil over her breasts and, bending down, sandwiched my cock between... them and began to masturbate me. My delight was almost unbearable. My wife was very conventional about sex and would never have even considered this. As I lay there, contemplating an experience of a lifetime she took my cock in her hands, placed her lips around the tip and took me in up to the balls. This was becoming a cavalcade of new. Coach was signaling bunt but the third base coach was waving him off for me to swing away. I backed out of the batter's box and let the two of them figure it out. Finally, the third base coach gave me the bunt and I set up just like the last two times at bat, I crowded the plate.The first ball was inside but I was expecting that and got out of the way. The second was way outside and not hitable. The next pitch was just below the belt and a change up. I was able to guide the ball down the third. It couldn't last as long as I wanted it to, and soon poor Lon was almost-sobbing in a whimper as he filled my ass with pump after hearty pump of thick prong-pudding. I let my throbbing rim clench and squeeze on him, milking every last precious drop of that incredible schlong-sauce straight from his wobbling wad-weaving balls.This time he collapsed backwards, pulling me with him to sit on his softening cock on the floor.We held each other a long time, I don’t know if it was the whole night, but. If I just stayed here and let him, he would takecare of that for me.No, focus. That's just the effect talking. Damn, but I'd made it a bit toostrong. It was too late now to be rid of it. Even if I turned it offcompletely, the effects on my mind would take time to fade. There wasabsolutely no way I could hold out that long. I could barely resist now. Ihad to get out of here.Easier said than done. Peeling out of his embrace was the hardest thing Ihad ever done. Not because he fought me, but.