D talking to me non stop about how awesome I was and how good it had felt to be able to score for a change.We got a few more goes but nothing that had... quite the same impact as the first go at attacking. We scored a few times I managed it once and then Winston picked me up and carried me around on his shoulders for a bit. I realised he had very muscular shoulders as I clung on for dear life.Whenever I made some contribution or gave some idea he would congratulate me in some poetic manner.But all. With my 6’2” frame I’m in better shape than I was as a 4-sport high school athlete. The weathered lines around my blue eyes and full head of neatly trimmed salt and pepper hair betray my age, but under the surface, I’m like a raging teenager. My 8” cut cock has a new life of its own. Thanks to my renewed level of fitness, I have more stamina, harder and thicker erections and shoot bigger loads than I ever did as a young man. Rachelle is even more striking. Her rather tall, 5’8” frame tips the. She gingerly kissed my hand, the one that had been inside her body, and then placed it against her cheek, holding it in place with both of hers and closing her eyes with an exhausted sigh.Half an hour later, we stood together in the shower once more, but this time without the trepidation that had plagued us before. We openly kissed and embraced under the water, and, though weary, seemingly charged with a new sense of energy, a different type altogether. Our bodies were weak, but our minds full. And legs? Just like Sally she had legs which would make a model jealous. If she were older she could model for Playboy or Penthouse magazine and make all the other girls jealous."Hi Bobbie, is Sally here?" No she went shopping with mom and if I guess right she won't be back for a couple of hours." Do you mind if I come in?'"No, by all means do come in." (Said the spider to the fly)"Can I have a coke?" Sure, I think I'll have one too."I fetched the cans and handed one to Janet. We sat down on.