I don't think, no I know it isn't a physical thing, or rather it is but it's due to stress at work and the worry about David. I guess now it's more th... stress and hard work, he's tired, I won't deny I'm worried about him, he's working too hard and needs to take a break. The trouble is he can't take a break at the moment, in fact he's going away tomorrow for eight weeks"Sarah felt tears come to her eyes as she spoke of her worry and fears."Anyway, last night Paul, I mean your father suggested I. …………….All day my thoughts was what I had done in front of my son last night in the shower, but it was not enough, I wanted the feel of his cock in me, to feel the warmth of his body on mine, to eat him up with motherly love, was that going to happen, yes, you bet but I knew I had to be a bit more forceful to get him to have sex with his mother.……………When I said for the third night in a row that I was going to take a shower I see his face light up, I knew he would be there, hand on cock and. I opened it and peeked out to make sure no kids were present. The coast was clear so we made our way, giggling, naked as jaybirds, out to the side door that opens into the carport where the garbage cans are. I opened the door and peeked out to be sure no one was out there. Heather stood behind me, her hands on my arms, her firm, perky breasts burning holes in my shoulder blades, her flat belly warming my back, her hips and groin setting fire to my ass, playfully whispered, ‘You’re not going to. I fought with the guards and bit one bitch's finger clean off. That's right! There was blood everywhere and you should have heard the cow squeal! But they didn't give me what they just gave you - nor anything like! In a way, I almost felt sorry for you. Almost, but not quite. But I'm glad they stopped it when they did. I was getting so tired! I'd have stopped a long while earlier if it had been up to me and I enjoy taking the skin of a bitch's back as much as any of us. You must be someone.