”With that she gently let go of my cock and slowly withdrew her hand, rubbing the skin of my thigh as she withdrew. When her hand was out, she broug...ht it up to her face and took a deep breath of her hand.“It has been a very long time since I smelled a man’s balls.”I looked into her eyes and closely examined her face for the first time. There were small wrinkles and her thin eye brows really were painted on. There was no hair. Her eyes were a deep blue from what I now saw were blue tinted. Maria was a baseball brat. She knew what the minimum salary for major league ballplayers was.There was an awkward silence while Maria and I both tried to think of what we ought to say next. Finally, she spoke first. "You coming to the team picnic?" she asked.Paul and Orlie Warren had sponsored, annually since Paul had been the manager, an evening picnic at their home near Bowie. The party was for players and coaches and their families, and attendance was by no means mandatory. However, despite. ”Turning he left the commander on his chair silent tears dripping from his face.Zinu ended the call, sending new orders to his commander and expecting him to carry them out. He had more pressing matters to attend. A new threat was looming over their heads.“So you managed to breach their AND our internal systems?” Angry Al’Jafar was almost livid when he heard the report from Lucian’s own mouth.“Yes, sir.” Lucian simply said.Glaring at Lucian, Al’Jafar spat, “And what possessed you to do that?”“I. Again, I tweaked her nipples, and again she moaned. The sensual sounds she made echoed endlessly in my mind, feeling my thoughts with incestuous desires for my fifteen year old daughter. My mind could only register that I was moments away from an explosive sexual experience, and this body in my hands, moaning in her own pleasure, was going to get me there. Take off your shorts, I commanded, reluctantly releasing her from my grasp. I took a step back to watch the performance she was about to.