Something about being out there as the sun is coming up and birds are chirping really helps center myself. It’s in a great location near Lake George...but sadly it’s not properly taken care of. Benches are broken, trash is everywhere and on top of that condom wrappers! I’m trying to meditate while I walk not think about some gross middle aged guy buying a hooker and using her right here on this path. I shouldn’t be thinking about how this perverted guy put on a condom and switched between her. She asked him if he remembered 6 months ago when she told him that she was leaving Rex, if he remembered how she had told him she felt about him. Placing his large warm hand onto hers, he whispered, ‘Yes sweetheart I remember.’ ‘Well,’ she went on, ‘ I need to know if I’m too late for what might have been. I know how much you loved me in the past, and I have always loved you, but I just need to know, how you feel about me, now. I am terrified of getting hurt again, but I had to come see you. . in again, a strange sort of way."Ok," Joy said panting now, though still perhaps quivering from her almost unreasonable fear rather than excitement, though it was no doubt a combination of both perhaps. "Put it in just a little ... not all the way though, I want to see it ... watch you as you ease it inside her."What I did ... Joy did. Placing just the tip of my hard swollen cock at the opening of her mother's cunt, Joy did as well. I watched her now turn on the toy to its lowest setting, and. Exultation filled Fran and she moaned softly and pulled him against her. She felt him opening her jeans and pushing them down. Greg didn’t say anything, he acted. He sucked one of her rigid nipples into his mouth. ‘Oh, God, Greg!’ Fran whimpered. She clutched his head with her hands. Her legs were trembling so hard she was afraid she’d fall. Greg pulled Fran down onto the bed and began kissing his way over her softly rounded belly. He found her skin silken and warm. He kept moving, delving.