-dawanWhile it should be obvious, All locations, events, and characters are purely fictitious. While there are Cities of Green River in Utah and Wyomi...g, I didn't know that when I started this story. I have never been to Utah or Wyoming but it looks like a cool part of the USA. Smalltown seemed common enough and is fictitious. All names are common or ridiculously made up with no intention of being actual people. Most city names, schools, etc. have been yahoo searched to not exist. As stated. She presses on your hand spreading the juices on the back as she urges you touch her…..deeper. You cup her pussy and slowly pull your hand back up; copying her movement you deftly allow one finger to find its way inside. To your surprise she’s wet, not as wet as you, but definitely wet. As you pull your finger up across her clit you marvel at how large it is. It feels like a small pebble encased in flesh. You can’t help but circle your finger around it. She smiles at this and takes your hand. Whenever you want it, just ask," he said, and went back to the t.v. She stood there for a second, tugging on her shirt. "Oh, what the hell, just do it," she told herself. And with that, she walked around the coffee table, got on her knees in front of him, pulling the towel to the side. His cock was only half hard, but it was beautiful. She looked to his face, smiling seductively. He was watching with a small smile of excitement on his face. "If you want me to stop, say so daddy," she said. He. Parsons was long gone."Did anyone call?" Lynn asked."Mrs. Simmons," I nodded."Oh, my gosh," she said. "Is she okay?" She's fine," I said. "They had a birthday party for Ralph yesterday, so she couldn't call then."Lynn turned to Bob."This lovely old lady who lives in the retirement home does the New York Times crossword every Sunday," she said, "and takes a lot of pride in finishing it without using a dictionary. But she always gets stuck on something, so she had her daughter get her a cell.