To him she was all he could desire, a real woman, not some model in a sex magazine or page 3, but a woman he would meet in any street, desirable, and ...illing, begging him to take her, use her, enjoy her. a spitting image of his mother too, again he kissed her, then his hand found her fast wetting crutch, his memory straying to that time with his mother, the crunch of his fathers car tyres on the gravel outside, that moment when he knew it was impossible and he needed to get to his room… But not. He slides out of me as he brings me to lazily straddle him. "God you're special, Lana. You are spectacular." I flush deep with embarrassment and stay silent over him until his finger moves to tilt my face up to meet his. "What's wrong?" he asks, not letting me turn my face away again. I smile and shake my head. He frowns and leans down to kiss me. "I want you all over again," he murmurs, his hand running over my ass."Not here," I whisper as the applauds from below begin and echo the end of my. My back was killing me, but I was making progress. Roos-anne turned around as I took of my robe, and I gingerly stepped into the shower, the hot spray serving a cool relief against my pain-ridden body.I shuffled my feet forward, placing my hands out in front of me and against the wall for support. The hot water eased a lot of my tensions, and I could already feel some of the pain and stiffness subside. I was enjoying the hot water as it cascaded down my back, when my daughter's hands brought me. I entered the locker room to find only a couple of the home team there and was directed to the showers and to a locker I could place my clothes. I entered the shower area and was surprised to find a hulk of a guy there. I almost turned about and leave except that he turned and smiled at me and said '...come on in, there's room enough for the both of us...' I stepped to the nearest shower head and lathered up, I glanced over at the hulk of a guy as he rinsed off. His penis was huge with a.