”The grin on Mary’s face would have lit up half the county if it had been dark. She rushed out to fetch the money. Meanwhile, Joan also smiled at ...e, and said, “Mr. McSwain, you cannot imagine how much this means to me!”“First of all, please ma’am, call me Bart. That is what all of my friends call me, and I certainly want you for a friend.”Mary had just returned with the cash box to count out the money. She heard my last remark to Joan, and she laughed. John laughed, too, and Joan blushed.I. ”“I’m still not going to leave until I get what I want, and what I want is hot and damp under your covers.”I took off my clothes as she tried to get out of bed. Once my clothes were off, I held her down on the mattress and inserted my dick full length into her vagina. She squealed as it went in and she began to accept that she wasn’t going to leave, so I released my grip. I fucked her harder and progressively faster as she began to whine and moan. I fucked deep into her until she reached around. Her early thirties and two kids had added a pudginess to her, but it really didn't seem to detract from her looks. All in all, I was looking forward to seeing her naked. I downed my second glass.Daryl, her husband was the epitomy of in-shape however. Being a construction worker he essentially worked out every day, and it showed. Unlike myself who was joining Marissa in the pudgy category."Shall we go?" I asked getting up. "The beach awaits."Chapter 7: The BeachAs we approached the beach we. ..The countryside we passed through was most attractive in the summer sunshine, with views across the Vale of York to ranges of rugged hills all around; the train stopped at Thirsk and Northallerton, both in sight of what I later learned were the North York Moors, and then again at Eaglescliff before taking me to Middlesbrough, where I alighted.I knew from the AA town plan that the railway station was to the north of the Town Centre; after studying the much larger map on the tourist information.