There is a park by us that has several walking trails with woods all around. So I emailed him and told him that we will be at the park tomorrow aftern...on and that if he wanted to watched he could follow us into the woods.He was very excited about the chance to see us making love out in the woods while he had the chance to watched. I didn’t describe ourselves at all to him and we didn’t know anything what he looked like either.The next day we headed off to the park. I had mentioned to my wife. All Brooke could think of right now was to finish what her mother started. She was still a little wet but she could only keep working until she could get away from Mischelle long enough to shove her own fingers up her pussy. Mischelle: ?Brooke, dear. Come with me for a moment.?The old woman suddenly stood straight up and grabbed Brooke by the collar and yanked her into the other room. Mischelle was not only in good shape, she was nowhere near as old as her mother. She was old but not that old.. ”I nodded again and anxiously waited for the class to begin.“Please stand,” asked Miss Love. I found the request rather odd, but I decided the best thing to do was play along.“Now please remove your clothes,” I was asked as soon as I stood next to Black. I was so taken aback by the unexpected request that I did not immediately respond. When I finally realized that my ears had not deceived me, I felt my heart begin to pound in my chest.“What the hell did you just ask me?” I blurted out. I had. She looked around and saw a small cup next to the sink. She’d had the tools for the back-up turkey baster plan in case she couldn’t convince Tom to go through with it, or was it to convince Mark of her intentions? She placed the cup below her oozing pussy and drip after drip of collected into the bottom of it. Hell, how much had Tom put into her? When the flow coming out of her finally slowed, she tipped the contents into the toilet and put the cup in the trash for Mark to find in case he went.