He took the phone from me. When he handed it back it was a 15 second video of this girl gagging on my 9 inch shaft. I feel bad about these pics but to... be fair this right little thing takes it lile a champ.M. I don't get it Rick.R. I want that cock.M. What?R. Take your pants off. Or do you want me to give these to your boss?M. Get the fuck out of my house. R. You don't understand. This is not a sale. It's black mail. You don't have a choice. Now take your fucking pants off.He reached out and. .. but it was too late. I felt him enter me quickly. Two inches sunk into me, with the little amount of spit I had left on his tool. He reared back and shoved his whole member inside of me. I was instantly turned on, lusting for more like a dog in heat. I began to moan and squeal. He started fucking me hard and raw. His precum lubed me up from the inside. My cock was pointing straight up and swung in motion with his rocking into me. My ass had never been so full before this moment. Whole new. "Oh, maybe I'll get in as a pinch-runner in a tight late-game situation... But unless another infielder goes down, I probably won't be going into the hole at short for a hard ground ball anytime soon." But I'll bet we'll be seeing you back here, next year, or the year after that," Josie said sweetly, winding up the little exchange."I certainly hope so," I said. "Listen, if I could add a hundred points to my average, increase my foot-speed by twenty-five percent, and get off the dime a littler. Things had moved on and I had married my girlfriend and we had moved into our own place which meant that I was seeing less of Mother in Law. Apart from calling in at the weekend I hardly saw her. Then one weekend I was chatting with Kathy and she said “If you’re in the area during the week call in for a cuppa”. “That would be lovely” I replied. So the following months I made sure I called in a couple of times a week. Every time I called I always got a hard on looking at her feet nestled in.