I must have been staring because she laughed. I hastily looked away and pulled at my own jeans, struggling to get the wet material to let go of my leg...s. Anna knelt and tugged at them, and with some effort got them off. But rather than move she pulled down my knickers as well and stared at me."So that's what it used to look like." She joked, looking at my thick bush.The next thing she was passing me a robe and grabbing my hand she led me into the house and up to her bed room, or rather our. When we came to the main entrance and the parking lot, Priscilla reached out and touched my arm, then was gone in a flash of silk and spandex toward her car.I rushed home to shower, meet Ben, then on to practice.The rest of the week went much the same as my routine finally had some regularity to it. We were still doing the two a days at practice and I started my workouts at the gym again with more energy to burn than ever.On Thursday, the day of our game, we met for morning practice and worked. No sooner was my bra off than I was kissing my way down his chest, past his hard stomach and down to his crotch. His jeans and boxers came off easily, and I finally saw what I was waiting for: his semi-erect cock. I was happy to see that he shaved, like me. I took his cock in my hand and started pumping slowly, looking up at him with my best “fuck-me” eyes. He looked down at me, watching me jerk him off. As his cock got bigger, I was more and more impressed by the sheer size of it. Almost 8. Her body was explicitly sexual. “Do you know what this means?” she asked. “Yes. I do”. A rush of blood went to his head.“Oh I know you do. If you make a mess, and I’m going to make sure you will – I really want you to –, I think we both know how we’re going to clean me up, don’t we”? The reality of it all made him a bit dizzy. Perhaps it was also the wine. She lit some candles and got on the bed. “Lie on your back”. She stepped above him and squatted above his face. Her holes were inches away.