Everything smelled clean and fresh as we spread dry tarpaulin over the soaked picnic bench so we could sit down to a breakfast of bacon, scrambled egg...s and toast washed down with orange juice for the k**s and coffee the rest of us. The weather definitely cheered us up after such a horrible night and we thanked the strong tent that held up to such a strong wind and heavy rain. The sun soon began to dry things out and with it our spirits rose. Even the fish seemed hungrier despite all the natural. "Baseball been berry-berry good to me," he said. "I signed with the Reds right out of high school for a substantial bonus, and with some pretty liberal special conditions that would permit me to get an education and squeeze in two full semesters every year." Didn't you worry that restricting your availability during part of the season would put a crimp in your development as a player?" Good question," he said. "And, yes, I worried plenty. Especially since the college I was attending wasn't. She chuckled at her own vulgarity and fetched another glass of wine for herself. Hoda seized this opportunity now and mounted my cock which was slick with Kathy Lee's saliva. She sank slowly down over it. Kathy Lee watched and sipped her wine and fingered her own pussy. "Ride him, cowgirl!" Kathy Lee called out loudly, holding his glass a loft in a toast. "She can be a real fucking bitch sometimes," Hoda whispered into my ear. "It's all right. When we get more comfortable I'd like to hear. Even though I had been under the assumption we had mended our fences, so to speak, this had been coming to a head for many years. I did harbor a certain amount of pride that Sally had stuck up for me when my own wife hadn't. That was what perplexed me the most. I knew she loved me as much as I loved her, but for her to act this way had me totally stumped. I thought back on our brief courtship and all we had said at the ceremony. I couldn't figure out why she would act the way she had and with.