One of the first times he touched the ball, he drove hard toward the basket, sending the defensive player sprawling. He got the offensive foul, but no...e of the defenders wanted to try to stop him thereafter. It was to become his signature move, and his fans developed a unique 'falling bomb' sound for when he did it.Dex was so quick that even much shorter players could not stop him in the backcourt when he wanted to penetrate. He was an excellent rebounder - despite being a good but not great. The sight of him never ceases to take my breath away. The anticipation of what may happen is at an all-time high today... that this might finally be our chance. He pulls me through the door, letting it shut behind us. We embrace and kiss, our tongues exploring, plunging, tasting. There isn’t much time. I can feel his hardness pressed against me. I reach out to touch it, to feel it through the rough denim of his jeans. I’ve waited for this chance and he doesn’t disappoint. He’s so hard. So much. I can feel your hot cum spurting deep into me, your cock throbbing hard as you leave it all inside. "Turn over." I do as I am told and you take me again. Just as hard and deep as last time. You take me by the ankles and put my legs over your shoulders, driving yourself deeper than any man before you has ever gone. I am thrashing about on the bed, screaming and moaning loudly. "You like that, don't you my cum slut? Yeah, I know you do. Who owns you?" "You do, my good master", is my reply. "Damn. The attention she gets from the photo shoots has started her thinking about adding someone to their bedroom. She wanted to invite another woman to join her and my son but she was having a hard time picking just the right female. She has done several shoots with other women with lots if tattoos and she was very at ease with the thought of being with a woman. Before she married my son she was a bit of a wild c***d, she had sex with twenty four partners and two of them were female. When she told.