She was about 5'6" to guess, long blonde hair, huge tits, muscular tan legs, and a ridiculously beautiful face, and of course distracting. But I finis...hed the game strong and we won 9-0. Now I know I have a girlfriend and before you get all "stop being a perv" on me, remember, before Ally there were NO hot girls here, and technically there still aren't considering this girl is from Florida. Ally was in the home bleachers getting ready to head to her car and I was in the dugout when I feel a. The three of them approach me, and begin to stare me down. Patrick firmly announces some sort of initiation intro. I quickly try to adjust my tie and tuck it back into my coat, but his arm and palm shoot out at my chest, and grabs me by the tie and the front of my shirt. He leans in and asks why I was late. I'm quiet, yet aroused by the domineering presence. With his free hand, he smacks me across the face. I’m asked a second time, and I hesitate. He smacks me again. Again, he asks me. . ‘I didn’t have a choice, the engine quit.’ ‘You better come with me.’ She motioned with the barrel of the gun. Now what the fuck had I ran into? I wondered, but I followed her instructions. We walked for nearly a mile down a dirt track, my legs were starting to hurt. At nearly 55, I wasn’t used to doing much walking any more. A couple of times I tried to slow down or stop to rest but that just got me poked in the back with the barrel of her shotgun so I moved on again. I thought about making a. I felt the bed shift again as Eric straddled my legs with his. He still held my manhood, pumping it slowly. Paula moaned and closed her eyes. Even though I couldn't see it, I knew that Eric was working his shaft inside her. "How is that? Am I nice and deep, honey?" Paula's only answer was a long, slow moan that made me swell with desire. I could feel, more than see, Eric beginning to stroke in and out. He continued to squeeze my shaft, tugging it in time with his own thrusts. Soon, he began to.