We park outside the park, south of where I am to meet this person. It is as close to the perfect spot to park as we can get. You can’t see the meeti...g place from here, but the vehicle has access to the main roadway and the road through the park. If I needed a getaway vehicle, this is where I would park it.I open my door and get out, but Paul remains in the vehicle. I had assumed that he would introduce me, but apparently not. I don’t even know the guy’s name. As I walk to the bench where I am. And mrs. Sammy and Sarua Henson." mom then pulled out a paper from her purse that looked like a marage certificate.******************************************************************************************At the motel in our suite that night, after eating at the lake side diner, I carried mom across the threshold, closed the door and over to the bed and laid her down on the bed, then I started French kissing her with her kissing me back.I was laying with a leg between mom's legs, half on top of. The bread was still warm, the cheese was still soft. There was lettuce, tomatoes, and onions inside. Stacey hadn't had fresh vegetables in weeks. And ham was never her favorite, but today it tasted delicious. She ate it slowly, savoring each bite. She could feel the food as it made its way from her mouth, to her throat, to what felt like right into her empty stomach. At that moment, It was the best thing she'd ever eaten. She almost let herself finish the entire half of a sandwich, but she knew. Kara rolled her head over to face me as she opened her eyes. When she saw me standing over her, a slow smile blossomed across her face. She reached up towards me entreatingly with her arms outstretched, causing the sheet to slip down and exposing her large breasts to me.Not being able to say no to my girl, I bent down and let Kara put her arms around my neck. I kissed her lips softly, almost chastely, before pulling back and smiling into her lovely face.“Morning, dad.” Kara said into the hushed.