Cameron
I'm doing my best to focus on the project at hand and not on the shorts Natalie's wearing as we go about instructing these kids. Three nights ago on my couch, we gave each other orgasms and I haven't been able to get it out of my head since.
“Trin, put your feet a little farther apart and turn your hips into it," she instructs from where she stands behind my daughter.
I have no idea how long they've been staring at me, but Nat raises an eyebrow. “You okay?" She calls out.
“Yeah." I clear my throat and then square up, letting the softball fly.
“Wait, wait, wait....swing," Nat advises.
The crack of the bat against the ball causes a smile to spread across my face. Trinity's eyes meet mine; the look of accomplishment she has is enough to make all of this worth it. “Run!"
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