I was very horny on that day and decided to try my luck to picking up some1 for a lil bit of fun and play. I take my taxi and head to the area, it is ... good 40 minute drive to the park, I reach around 6 in the evening, and the park becomes a buzz of activity with loads of people there. I go in the park and place myself on a bench in such a way that I can spot every1 who comes in and out of there. I see this young sardar no more than 22, very well dressed and groomed stroll into the park, he is. I pulled her against me, kissing her deeply as I held her tight. She unbuttoned my shirt, and held herself against me. It felt wonderful to feel her nude skin against mine. I caressed her back as we kissed. Her skin was so soft, and I never wanted to stop kissing her.After a few minutes, Nancy rolled away a little, pulling her chest away from mine. I moaned softly into her mouth, and reached a hand up to cup her right breast. She moaned in response, and pushed her chest against my hand. Her. As I softly moaned and squirmed against him, Dave began to softly kiss my pussy. He licked at my clit. The folds of my pussy now opened to him like flower pedals opening to welcome the first morning rays of dawn sunlight. His tongue slithered into me, and over my g-spot, and then back out to my clit. He then began the clit nibbles that I was now getting used to from Kat. Except Dave nibbled with the strength and the quiet confidence of a real he-man. I rubbed my foot against his leg. Then I. I knew he had that son of his, but I'd only heard stories about him from Billy. I'd never seen him before or anything." I was there, but Di wouldn't go. It was very unusual that she didn't want to go to a funeral, but she and Herbert had a little bit of a history together. Some bad feelings, I think. Herbert looked good in his casket. He looked a lot smarter than he ever did when he was alive. Was that his son that was touching himself and crying over by the vestibule? I didn't know he even had.