I smiled back. Alright, nothing unusual. I went about my work, unaware that he was still looking at me. When I finally turned around after a few minut...s, I saw his eyes on the lower half of my body. It was a hot day and I was dressed in a pair of denim shorts and a plain white cotton tee. You alright? I asked, walking towards him and leaning against the computer desk. Yeah! he replied, a little too quickly, turning his gaze back to the screen. Something was definitely going on in here. About. A little boy, probably about 10, riding his bicycle as he delivers his paper route. He meets, and starts to spend time with, a little girl in his class. It is all innocent and fun and free. And it was another of my triggers for remembering my darkest incident of my life.I can feel the tears start to form. Here I am. A man of 53 years. Brought to tears by a simple song.There were many tears in our lives that year.Sure, I can write about the neighborhood. The boys and girls running around and. "I moved my mouth to her other nipple sucking and nipping lightly on it, while my hand ran slowly up the inside of her thigh. I could feel the rise in temperature of her flesh the closer my fingers came to her womanhood. When I finally reached it, I gently rubbed along both her swollen nether lip's, which protected her trembling vagina.I brought my lips up to her soft wet mouth. It fell open to me even as her legs were opening wider and wider to my probing fingers. As I parted the palpitating. "22." "18." "17." "12." Chris retracts his hand and pats my butt so that I stand. I go to move towards Will but then feel hands clamp around my hips. Bending me over roughly, Chris kisses my pussy from behind, licking at my dribbled juices furiously as he gives me an Aussie kiss. His fingers hammer into me for a minute as he slurps before letting me go to Will. I glance back to see him licking his lips with a wicked grin. The others are watching with envy after writing down their dice scores..