I stood up from my seat behind home plate and watched intently as my boyfriend readied to throw his next pitch. Through the distance, I could see the ...look of determination on his face as he studied the catcher’s signals. I bit my lip as he made the throw. In an instant, the pitch was made. His amazing speed and accuracy ended the game as the umpire signaled strike three. The game itself was over. But for me, the fun was just beginning. As the crowd trickled out, my heart raced when the P.A.. This was the best party everrrr". He smiled and walked over to her with his erection going strong. Becca wasn't the sweetest sister in the world but this hug was the best. He knew she could feel his erection against her tight legs cuz she giggled slightly in his ear in a knowing manner. "Feelin a little hot baby brother?" she asked. I bet you can't stand having a sister as hot as me right now. "Come lay with me" she said. His heart went wild.The whole night was filled with thoughts and now. "By now my fingers were plunging in and out like pistons, knuckles stained. "I'd have stayed with you if I'd known you were going to turn into such a dirty little slut..."I waited momentarily, unsure whether that was overstepping the mark. Even Yvonne hated being called a slut. When I'd done so, about a year back, she'd refused to speak to me for three days afterwards. I wouldn't have minded but I'd only done it to spice up our lovemaking a little. Perhaps for Yvonne it was a little too close. “I’ll be right back and we can get start, Masha. Did you bring any make-up with you?” “Yes Dillon,” She said. “I think I have everything I need in my bag.” “Ok. Let me get Sergei and Mikhail situated and I’ll be right back.” Dillon got a small chair from behind his desk, and retrieved another from his dark room for the two men. He opened a closet and retrieved a small director’s chair he liked to have handy during his shoots. “Make yourself comfortable men, it’s going to be a little while.