I told my bf that I wanted to sit back and watch him play with his cock that way I could back up toward the hole and let the guy get back to fingering... me. My bf agreed and told me he wanted to listen to me playing with my pussy while he jacked which worked out perfect for the guy fingering me. I was on my hands and knees with my pussy about a foot away from the hole and the stranger had three fingers in me just pounding away! I was moaning and groaning and was telling my bf I was fingering. So I improvised.My hand had been resting on the pool table when he yelled out, next to a bunch of loose billiard balls. I grabbed one and hurled it with all my might. As it was leaving my hand, I couldn't help but consider the irony that the ball I had thrown at the bald guy was the cue ball!While I had never been a professional or even played much organized ball in school, like many mid-western kids I spent my youth playing ball in the odd sandlot. Baseball was still America's past time, and. But they brought me into the conversation enough that I never felt like an outsider. Sandy was especially interested in my work on maps, since she had lots of experience with Geographic Information Systems. Anyway, the time passed and eventually Kate and Pierce went to their master bedroom on the main floor. Samuel, Sandy and I chatted for a few minutes more and then all went upstairs to our rooms. I got ready for bed. I took my shower, which I do at night. Then I toweled dry and left all my. As if I was in a trance, Istuck out my tongue and brought his pants to my face and licked his cum.It tasted good, made sweet by a cherry lipstick taste. "Big brother", Ithought, "May I eat your cum?" "Please, please", I whispered. Licking thepair clean, I quickly searched the pile for more but found none. I feltmy penis pushing hard against my jeans and I would have loved to jerkmyself off but I didn't because I wanted to keep myself hard in order toenjoy my thoughts and the feel of my hardness.