Time for batting averages to start wearing down.Nope. I was hitting .419 when we left town for New York. We'd be there for Independence Day and July 5..., and then would go back to play four against Boston at home before the All-Star Break. After that, we'd be flying out to Seattle.The press was starting to notice me a little bit. The Boston writers were particularly interested, because of Ted Williams' being the last guy to hit over .400, more than sixty years back. The writers were already. "You better go talk to her now dude," I said."Shit," Brian replied.He grabbed his clothes, put them on expect for his socks and went to her room to talk to her. I think I had a good idea what they were talking about, but I was a noisy mom and just had to know I guess. I could hear them talking through the ventilation system if I kept everything in my room off. So I went over to my room completely naked and listened."What's wrong sis? Did I do something wrong?" Brian asked.I could tell by her. It was only a short drive to Tango’s and was only minutes from some of the most expensive real estate in Southern California. I pulled up to the curb in front of their house and parked my Chevy rental van under a tree that hung over the street from their front yard. I was quite nervous as I walked up to the door with my duffel bag over my left shoulder and a bottle of wine in my right hand. Before I could ring the bell, the front door and screen door opened and Glenn was waving me inside. He. As I came I bent down and bit her hard on the back of her shoulder before collapsing with my full weight on her. My teeth in her flesh brought her to her another orgasm and she stiffened her legs straight.Her hands and neck fell loose in fatigue as she just lay there under me for sometime. Ashok, ne kabhi mujhe itne der tak maza diya Sala apne apko marad kehta hai or ab kehta hai ke mere se sambhog nahin karega. She said as she came and sat next to me on the bed now. My member was loosing its.