’ Finishing her tea Prue sighed and rose. She still didn’t feel like eating so she wandered out of the house, across the road and stretch of park ...o stand on the river bank. It was late summer and in the deepening twilight the moon was rising. She sat on a wooden bench looking out over the river. It was running slowly now, the melted snow from the mountains far upstream having long ceased its influence. She heard the plops of fish leaping to feed on hapless insects, and the screeching of. She responded with heavy sighs. I kept going downwards, across her belly, then nosedived into the jungle down there. Licking around, getting loose hair into my mouth, then finding her ripe, warm glowing pussy with a big and hard clit, made for sucking. I kept on sucking, licking and then sliding a finger into her warm, wet and tasty pussy. She sighed heavily as I moved my finger in and out, licking her clit, sucking. Her movements was becoming stronger. I felt her shivering, pussy queezing my. We were both looking forward to the event, but Kelly especially. That night she was the sexiest and most beautiful she had ever been in her life. And everyone noticed.Our class was huge, a byproduct of the baby boom, and graduated over three hundred. The class stoner and chief idiot as a joke ran for class president and, also as a joke, we elected him. The result was that our five and ten-year reunions were last-minute shit-shows held at a local red-neck bar with minimal participation, neither. By her tone I was cautious not to answer truthfully so I answered with a question, “How’s London anyway?” “Where are you Daddy?” she repeated with a demanding tone in her voice. “Why we are in Montana right now, but we are heading down to Colorado, why?” I lied until I knew what was up. “I want you to bring Kristy home right now!” she demanded. “Kathy, what’s wrong?” I insisted. “Daddy, just bring her home now!” she insisted back. “I’ve got to talk to her, in person that’s all,” and broke down.