The morning progressed as most late spring and early summer weekends do; without much discussion we separated to our own tasks. Indian sex video Paul’s eyes were precious, his expressions flitting through an entire collection of them. At his second at bat Paul singled and stole second, but was left stranded when his team was retired. A frisson shot through my body as my body, as much as my mind, remembered his hands sliding along my curves, gliding up and down my back, the warm cushion of his lips on mine. Paul had already turned the game on. His grin had returned, this time trending toward smirk territory. Was I crazy to do this with Paul? Pitch number one: ball, outside. He returned, stood as I had, confused for a few seconds, and then his expression cleared immediately with that “Aha” moment. He then began unbuttoning my blouse. At his second at bat Paul singled and stole second, but was left stranded when his team was retired. Cautious? Oh. Dinner done, I had time on my hands and worried that my idleness might somehow give me away. At his second at bat Paul singled and stole second, but was left stranded when his team was retired. The game was about to begin when I arrived, so I quickly went to Paul’s home team dugout and
