I crossed the bridge and noticed an older man sitting on the park bench. This was very common and I didn’t think anything about it at all. The man w...s probably in his late 60’s or more probably early 70’s. He had a War Veteran hat on and was pretty thin, and looked very much the part of an older retired man. He had white hair, was thin, nicely dressed in older person’s clothing. As our paths began to cross I politely said “How are you doing”, just being polite. The man replied, “Wonderful, it’s. I liked the special days of the year but I looked upon them as photo opportunities. At eighteen years old, in my final year of high school, I was really a photography nerd. It was my intention to study techniques and methods at the college level and to make a career in the field.I had no intention of playing dress up on Halloween. I did not think I needed to be in costume to take pics of the trick or treaters. In the past, I had managed to be uncostumed as I took my photos.This year, Mum had. ..Shiny nylons soaked with her juices were almost glowing under the light from the ceiling. "Please, touch...." she barely could mumble I took a second and thought to myself...what am I getting into...but she was luring me in, I couldn't resist this, her minx powers were over the top here. I slid my hand on her thigh, moving in, closing in on pussy...my fingers finally reached her nylon encased pussy she reacted like she was waiting that touch for a 1000 years. Sweet, wet pussy was oozing. After another couple of minutes, my companion tapped me on the shoulder and withdrew his fingers. I pulled away from the prick I was sucking and followed his pointing finger. Behind me in the other wall was an equally big hole and sticking out was another prick. Nowhere as big as the one I was sucking, but still bigger than mine. “I think he wants some” my companion stated the obvious. I turned my head around and while still holding onto the monster and slowly wanking him, I took the new prick.