Anna was in her late fifties but looked years younger.She worked out regularly and had also been a dancer when she was younger.When we got back to the...apartment she said she would be okay now and that i should return to the restaurant.But i said i would make sure she was safely in the room before i returned.As we walked into the room she appeared to stumble and i grabbed her before she fell."Oh.It's a long time since i was grabbed by a young man" she said before giggleing.As i helped her on to. They were absolutely everywhere. The scene struck Anne with a weird familiarity, almost a poignancy. She slowed and pulled over to watch a farmer loading the bales onto a huge trailer. They were the big round bales, and he had a tractor with two prongs that speared underneath and lifted. Anne got out of her car for a stretch while she watched the guy at work. He was an old man. He waved with a big smile and she waved back. An old woman arrived on a four-wheeler, to bring him something to eat. Themorning had already started getting hot back at the campground, but itwas still cool in the shade of the surrounding trees where only littlebeams of sunlight were allowed to peek through the dense cover overhead.When I heard the slap of flip-flops coming up behind me, I stopped andturned to see my sister running to catch up. Watching her pigtailsbouncing made me smile. Seeing her hair up like that when I crawled outof my tent this morning had taken me by surprise. It made her look likesuch a. She pulled down her panties as the other girls stripped to the waist. She then got down on all fours with her skirt hiked up and reached back and started to finger her young mound. You could see the moisture forming on her young virgin lips as the sun shone on her glistening pussy. "Take me. Take me. I need your cock, please!" She cried. I got down behind her on my knees. The soft padded velvet walkway was easy on the knees and seemed to be made for this sort of activity. I slowly entered her.