It's a nice day to put on a cup of coffee and write a story. Every Friday, after my boys go to school, I try to spend my day running errands. I usuall... start by getting a cup of coffee, and driving to a park where I relax for a bit. I sit in my car, watch the geese and read a book. It relaxes me and get me ready for the day. By the way, this is not the same park that I give a man the handjob at in one of my previous stories.Last Friday wasn't going to be as busy as other Fridays normally are.. "I love you as well. I still can't believe how good itwas... last night was amazing, I mean the show and that encore, Christwe will need something big for the next round."I agreed. "Yeah it's going to be hard to beat that, it was incredible,I just hope somebody videoed it." Yeah well it won't be fucking Molly the bitch had her tongue downthat other sluts throat all night. Fuck what do you see in the bitch?" I am wondering that myself at the moment, I can't take much more ofthis." Don't let her. . I gained my confidence and moved still further, now my dick is parked in front of her cunt in the crevice. Her shoulders above the blouse were in front of me, I just licked and kissed her, for that she lifted her head up a little and pushed back, that was an invitation for me to go further and I bit her on her left shoulder for which she got swooned and shouted hey….no. I pulled her further against my chest and started to shower her with lots of kisses and moving my hip to rub against her. As we pulled each other closer, he began to rub harder, until I was moaning.I pushed him away, “I want you, but I think the people in the other cars would notice if we were having sex.”“Remember that place on our third date that we stopped at?”I remembered that place perfectly. It was a half finished housing development abandoned by the financial recession. We fooled around in this exact same car in that exact same place on our third date.I nodded and he grinned.The car pulled out of the.