There has to be the sea. Our destination!“Don, move your lazy ass out, will ya?”“Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say. I still don’t know how to handl... my morning wood. Would you?”What I would is noticing the matinal glory being walked to me like a trophy. I can also understand that, at his age, this is the best he can do, mainly involuntary. “Hold on, Don, I’m coming!”I seize the moment. Grabbing my shirt and spreading it on a patch of grass, I push him on his backside before I begin to ride him. “Oh. Extensions were added tomy hair, and it was colored a rich honey blonde. Long lashes were woveninto my own. My ears were pierced. My finger and toenails weremanicured with French tips. My whole body was waxed. They explained theassorted makeups they applied to me. I was cinched into a corset. Itpushed my double D breasts up and narrowed my waist to accentuate myalready plump ass. I was shown what a gaff was and how to wear it.I sat in the corset, my pink panty gaff, and a long pink. ‘She’s stroking my cock with one hand. Long and hard strokes. And she’s touching her breasts with the other. Moving them, making her nipples hard.’‘Put her back on’And I do. She cradles the phone against her shoulder, her hands now full.“Hey Sarah. How’s that cock feel in your hand?’“Oh. Jesus. Its feels good’“And are you wet? Touch your pussy’I watch Sarah’s hand move down her body and into her thong.‘Mmm. I’m very wet’‘Me too. Let’s take them off’And you both slip out of your. And I love you" He kissed her again. Her mind was racing, what was going on? She just wanted to comfort him, now he thinks he has permission to fuck her."Paul... look... don't... I love you too but."He put her lips to hers forcing his tongue into her wanton mouth. He had pulled her into the center of the bed and in one swift movement pulled off the jersey she was wearing. He sucked on her tits as he fingered her pussy. She knew this was wrong. It had all backfired; she wanted to console him now.