I walked over to you and sat down next to you. I slipped my arm around you and pulled you in close. I snaked my tongue into your mouth and kissed you ...ong and hard. You responded by doing the same. I moved my hand to your pussy and started gently rubbing your outer lips with my fingers. You moaned and I took that to mean keep going so I inserted one finger into your pussy hole. You were already sopping wet. I got up and asked you to suck my cock for a couple of minutes, when your lips. ..Sounds like fun...and I’m game for anything right now.” As I said this I tapped his crotch, to feel a big bulge there. “Do you like kinky games?” he asked. “I’ve played most games invented.” I think I said, and smirking. We playfully flirted and slow danced to the Bee Gee’s, until about 2am. I was very drunk but not wasted, very horny, and ready for anything Kara and his flat-mate may throw at me. I couldn’t wait to get to their place. Reason one I was horny as hell and my knickers were. She knew that he was appreciating the cooking. She smiled and said, “We should do this more often.”Jack looked up and said, “I wouldn’t want you to go through all of that trouble for me.”“I’m an old woman. What else have I to do except cook?” Claire asked. One of the hardest things about growing old was accepting that you had outlived your usefulness as far as society was concerned.Nodding his head, Jack said, “We’ll provide the food if you’re working away in the kitchen.”“I can live with. His cell-phone though had no record of any calls or text to the girl although the pornography stored on it did not improve his case of innocence.Staff who were questioned by police at the Park Centre had drawn a blank, giving no evidence that the girl had even reached the park for her jogging session.But the police know that each year many mixed-up teenagers go missing for a few days; most turn-up before long; but some don’t. Time would tell.It was another beautiful morning as Elaine sipped her.