A man walking toward her stops and smiles. He looks vaguely familiar. ah yes! They met in the coffee shop this morning. She smiles and he falls in ste... with her and they walk together in wet sand next to the water. He is pleasant company and so they walk and talk of this and that enjoying this time. The time goes quickly and ends much too soon. The air is now very warm and she invites him to join her for a cool drink. He agrees and she shows him to a roof top garden where he sits in the shade. Would it really last? He could not believe it would not but the intensity surprised him. Surely it wasn't just infatuation — or plain lust? He did lust her though. That taut little body squirming in his arms, her hair, those vivid violet eyes, her hot lips and vigorous tongue. He would have to watch his step. To make love, really make love, not just rut, and then drop her would be appalling. He suddenly realised what the time was and rushed to make himself more presentable.Victoria had not. It was obvious to him that his daughter had to be in some way horny and this thought brought something else to his mind. With Sandra running around like this, and having a boyfriend now, did those two already have sex? Just thinking this, made clear to him how grownup his daughter had become. Even when she was playing like a little kid with her dog, she wasn't that little kid anymore, this was a grownup woman with all the needs and desires of a grownup woman. In a way, it made him happy to know. Dickens turned and checked on the old man, found himself stairing at an odd bulging cock, with balls filled as if they would burst. The domestic eyes shied away, as if the thing wasn't something he was proud of.-Frau had me injected repeatedly with silicone, to enlarge my cock. And saline in my balls. Although it is large, it's lost some sensibility and the head won't come out of the massive foreskin. May I present Olga? He designated an old fat woman in her sixties, with massive natural tits.