Her body began to shudder without her wanting it to, as she couldnt take it anymore to hold her moans back. He loved the way her body moved against h...s as he sped up even more. She felt so warm and moist around his cock. He thought about if theres a next time, he wanted to watch his cock enter her in and out, over again, and all the things he would do to her and make her do to him. The thought of it was too much for him. He couldnt take it anymore. His load exploded inside her. She could feel. Weeks passed, and he found himself thinking of her more and more. Memories of shared moments, of passion, of long conversations about anyeverything. What once was could not be denied. When his cock was in hand and he pressed hard against the place under his sack to intensify the needed release, her face was first in mind. Some things will not be denied. So he found himself in a dim-lit bar one evening, alone in a corner, dialing a number deleted, but not forgotten. Her voice came through the. I squirmed against him, feeling his hardness against my bottom through the sheer fabric of my nightgown. Uncle Dave moved in front of me, his hands roaming over my nipples, and his mouth capturing mine in a long lingering kiss, and one of them must have pulled the shoulder straps because the nightdress fell to the floor leaving me totally naked and helpless between them. Now the hands were free to explore even more, stroking along my ribs, lifting and squeezing my small but sexy tits. A mouth. Not getting to play in every game good, but good enough to not be sitting on the bench the entire time either. Every practice I would bust my ass to let the coach know I mean business. Which meant I would always come home a sweaty mess.Since I started playing sports in first grade, my mom would always have a bath drawn for me when I came home from practice. By this time in my life, I was more of a shower guy, but there was something relaxing about a bath after a rigorous workout.Almost everyday.