I am shocked to see that Nina has her hair in a low ponytail, complemented with a fitness-style tank top and leggings to match. She definitely came th...ough to come through. I hope. Either way, she felt the boy enough to come here in a relaxed manner, and for that I’m already winning in my book.“Hey, Nina.”“How are you, James Richard?”“I’m good, I’m good! Please come in, I don’t like to let people sit outside my door for too long.”She smiles as she enters.She has a beautiful ass smile, I swear. Tendrils of light caressed the chests of a dozen people in the crowded establishment, and in a mass exodus they proceeded to stand and pick out partners. Soon they were grinding out on the floor, their loins taking over for their heads, and the air became charged with lust and desire. I gathered the strands of desire, and let it grow a moment, the balls of it swelling huge between my palms. Its purple light filled the room, causing a few heads to turn. With a flash I distributed it suddenly. But in that moment, he was ravishing me.I came hard on his cock just as he unloaded another thick load into my hole.He collapsed next to me. Little did I know that one innocuous fall would shape my sex life going forward.Chapter 2: Forest fuckingsFor the next few weeks, it was clear something had changed in Josh. It was like his fetish was realized. Almost all of our fucking occurred in the park. At first, we would go deep in the woods and I'd just have my dress pulled up and rammed. But slowly. I’m a sixty-three year old widower, who is living ‘out in the boondocks’. I took moved here eight years ago. To say that my life has been better, may be the understatement of the year. Ten years ago, my wife came down with brain cancer. She died less than a year after the first diagnosis. It was hard to take. A month after that our only child, Amanda, was beaten by her soon to be ex husband. The beating was very severe. Neither I, nor the doctor, had much hope that she would survive. But she.