I would then open my eyes and see the blue-eyed blonde beauty smiling back at me. The only reason I withstood almost an hour of this special treatment... from the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen was that I'd already come in her mouth or face seven times in the last day. I was about to let go when we heard the sound of someone opening the front door of the suite."Could you come back to make the beds later, just leave us some extra towels?" I shouted."Charley, just let go. I don't care if the maid. Anything you field cleanly you're going to be able to have a play on. I mean, there aren't more than one or two players in the league who can outrun your arm. That's going to let you make up for some choppy fielding to start out with." Thanks, Fred," Brock replied with a nod. He spent the next 25 minutes racing from his left to his right to field balls. A few made it through to the outfield but not many. Just when Brock thought he had things figured out LaCross slammed a ball that hit only a. Fucking whore! Out again and in he thrust. Uhhhhh. YOU LIKE THAT! He quickened his pace and continued his onslaught of my pussy. His vicious thrusts sent balls slapping into ass over and over. The car began rocking in motion. My body was bounced up and down underneath him. My pussy throbbed with pain but there was a warm heat building deep inside of me. I bit my lip as he slid deep into me and pulled out. Faster and faster the heat built up inside me. His continued thrusts made my body feel. For the last two days I had watched the top cop in the area, old Charlie, and his crew, search my cabin and the area around it. They were pretty methodical and even had brought dogs to assist in the search. They had not found what they wanted so they were getting ready to leave. The cops were pretty sure I did the crime, and they were looking for evidence to connect me to it. The main group of them had been searching the area for clues and while they did that, the top cop, old Charlie was.