The thought of having sex in the park was a strong possibility over lunch, and John was always on my case with sexual innuendos, and of course, my we...ring stockings were a focus for him. So I let him have an eyeful, whenever I caught him looking up between my legs, I was getting into my stride as the midday clock chimed closer, by then of course, John was looking at my stocking tops, and I was past caring.We arrived at the park, with a picnic in tow in the form of two plastic carrier bags.. Pulling my hand back on to her waist I started to give her long deep thrusts. Not stopping for her orgasm I pushed on getting faster and harder slapping my balls against her wet fanny.“Fuck I feel it coming again” Julia shouted “yes, go on, I’m coming”Julia’s body tensed tight, both coming together, my six inch cock wedged deep in her love hole squirting my second load of hot cum for tonight.Julia started getting her breath back as her whole body trembled with every breath, her fanny still full. Cheyenne had a matching ankle tattoo of a black ace of spades just like Barbara Jean.All four of them had the tattoo and they were proud of it.“You can’t just walk out of the house naked,” I demanded.“You are right Reba, we better run! Duray is probably getting impatient” Brock suggested and with that the four of them opened the door and did a midnight dash across our lawn to their own house – which happened to be right next door to mine.I followed Cheyenne through the yard over to Brock and. If she thought about Harold, she would usually end up sad and cry uncontrollably. She knew she was avoiding the truth about her marriage, even with the interest he had shown in her on Saturday. She was just not pleasing him as she ought to. It had to be her fault.Wednesday Harold didn't touch her. In fact, she smelled a strange perfume on his shirt when she picked it up off the floor. There was a smudge of red, too. Despite the hole in her stomach, Alex tried to excite him. She had fashioned a.