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I was playing pretty well, and we were winning. We had an eleven-day road trip coming up. Three towns, three games in each town, with days off in between. We bused between towns which were less than a hundred miles apart.

After out last home game, we bussed to Elkhart; most guys slept on the bus. I was half awake when three buses passed us. Horns were honking, girls were waving out of open widows. I swear one young woman lifted her blouse and she was topless. The signs on the sides of the buses read, "BOMBERS BOOSTERS."

The veterans on the team weren't surprised when we pulled into the motel parking lot; those three buses were there and all those boosters, many of them young women, were at the door of the bus waiting.

The manager reminded us: "Batting practice is at 1 tomorrow, bus leaves the motel at noon; don't miss it, it'll cost you. You have your room keys. See you in the morning."

Naive, nineteen-year-old me could not imagine why anyone would miss the bus. Then as we exited the bus I saw why it might happen. Some of my teammates started to pair off with some of those young, pretty boosters.

I grabbed my bag from under the bus, turned around and there was Mrs. Lansing. "Hi there. You probably didn't expect to see me. You're in room 114. I'm in 157. Here's a key to my room. Why don't you drop you're bag off and come to my room?" She smiled.

The one "date" we had for the charity, did not end up with a blowjob. Tonight, Mrs. Rita Lansing finished what she'd started. Of course, there was nothing like it. It seemed as if she couldn't get enough of my cock. I'm not saying I have a big cock, but she made it disappear down her throat. I watched in awe as her lips slid up and down my shaft.

When she fucked me, she encouraged me to wait as long as possible before cumming. I was concentrating on that as she continued to suck.

I could not imagine that anything could possibly be better. "Austin, I've never enjoyed sucking a cock in my whole life as much as I've enjoyed yours. You have the most amazing man meat for a boy." She wiped her arm across her mouth. "Now, you should get back to your room. One of the coaches will do a bed check about 1 AM."

"Thanks."

"No, Austin, thank you. If you'd like another blowjob for breakfast, you have a key. This is room 157."

I got some sleep, but as a reminder, I'm nineteen; I'd just got a fabulous blowjob from a woman older than my mother, with a promise of another one in the morning. I set my alarm for 7. I was hoping that my roommate Josh was having the same kind of luck.

By 7:30, I was out of the shower and quietly opened the door to room 157. She was sitting up in bed, reading. The blankets were only to her waist; she didn't have a top on. I stared at them for a minute.

"Good morning, Austin. It looks like you like what you see. Come over here. You can play with them if you like, but you know what I want."

I joined her in bed and since I had an invitation, my hands were all over Mrs. Lansing's old titties. Like I said, I was nineteen and like any nineteen-year-old I was fascinated by them. "Austin, I like it when you kiss them, too," she suggested.

When I joined her on the bed, she pushed the blanket down. She was completely naked.

Mrs. Lansing let me play for a while with my hands, lips and mouth "Do my titties excite you?" She rubbed my crotch. I was wearing cargo shorts and a tee shirt. She didn't rub it for long.

Instead, she had my zipper down and her hand inside; inside my boxers.

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