It was my first time to meet Sandra. That's not her real name for obvious reasons. I remember coming home from work and greeting my aunt and then bein... introduced to Sandra. At the time Sandra was f*****n years old but very mature, physically, for her age. I remember thinking to myself at the time how gorgeous she was though I honestly never imagined anything happening between us. After all, I was 38 and she was f*****n! Plus we were cousins so never thought anything about it when she gave me. As I entered the park it did not take long before it became apparent I was not the only one with the intention of getting some cock action, almost immediately two guys appeared coming from the same direction as each other, they then disappeared off into a secluded section of woods. As I continued along the path I then became aware of some noise coming from the tree-line just too my left some 30yards away, judging from the noises somebody was getting fucked or sucked and was obviously enjoying. Reality fuels my imagination and my imagination enflames reality. I savor the moment and the thought of the moment. I am completely yours. I am torn inside when too much time passes between errands. My desire grows and the thoughts I have… I want to lick your liquid silver coming so easily out of your insides. I am the servant of this moment. Daddy, you’ll never know how deeply I feel, how alive I feel except when I am with you on an errand. I begin to feel the change take over. I grow quirky. She thinks she’s so clever, insisting that I insert our remote controlled vibrator into my pussy, teasing me as I try to write, or while she’s writing, or in between. It’s ingeniously cruel. You should see her squirm every time I hit the button. She’s got a little bit of drool forming at the corner of her mouth. It’s dead sexy and yet incredibly cute. She whimpers, too, whenever I turn it on. Or off. Or she thinks I’m about to. Things you should know. I still haven’t cum. Sydney did as I.