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Take Me Out at the Ball Game

sexy bbw barbieLast night, I decided to go to a local ball game. Just the local masons and engineers having their annual event to raise funds for charity.

It was great. There were lots of sweaty guys dancing all over the field in everything from jeans to shorts and t-shirts to bare-chested. The field was a montage of colors chasing that little ball around and tagging bases. I was wet just watching the game.

The highlight, though, was when I felt extreme cold wash down over my head and shoulders, stream down my chest, and drench my entire upper body. The man behind me had spilled his soda on me, and boy would I need a bath.

I excused myself from the throng of onlookers and hit the bathroom as quickly as I could. I didn’t know it, yet, but the man had followed me, and thrust his way into the bathroom directly behind me. He started apologizing profusely and offered to help make amends. He wanted to buy me a new blouse and to pay for my hair and makeup to be done. I don’t think he realized just how large my nipples were until I turned around in my thin cotton blouse and they were just there.

I watched as his eyes glazed over and his cock sprung into a huge tent pole under his jeans. Well, that got me. I pulled his head to my bosom, and he began to lick the soda from my breasts while I unbuttoned it. We had a fantastic time in that ball-field bathroom, grimy as it was. And, I got a new hairstyle and makeup to boot.


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