The masculine nakedness of this powerful man stood in stark contrast to the fragile frailty of the violated female lying on his clean sheets. Gently,...he lay beside Ellen and took her into his arms. While cradling her soft body, he searched for and found her lips. He kissed them. He kissed them again and then become conscious of the fact that they were kissing him back. Neither Henry nor Ellen had ever felt the loving bond which now drew their lips and bodies together. Mouths and lips. It was an unforgettable experience, the touch of his hard cock inmy mouth, a mouth which so enjoyed the sensation and touch it had neverknown before. The bigger his cock got, the harder it became, the more Iloved it. My tongue licked him wet, I could taste his salty pre-cum, hepushed deeper into me as I sucked and sucked him, until I could feel him atmy throat. He began to groan and shiver and then he poured himself down mygreedy throat. As he grew soft I fell back on the floor, exhausted but. Then I asked, "What if a couple of thugs came by and one of them held me down while the other one raped you. Then you would not have your cherry to give me on your birthday."She hugged me. I bent down and kissed her on the lips. We walked on with her quietly thinking. When we sat side by side on the next park bench, just holding hands, a couple with a boy about ten and a girl a little younger passed by. They exchanged a friendly greeting with us. After they went on, Andrea said, "There is. “Hello, Dan, mind if I sit?”A silver-haired woman hovered next to me, holding a couple of shopping bags. Although she had changed much, the voice was unmistakable, as were those clear blue eyes.“Of course,” I replied civilly, “it’s a free country, Mrs Evans.”“I’m Connie, Dan, please?”“Sure, Connie, please forgive an irascible old man.”“A gentleman, Dan, not yet that old,” she smiled beautifully. She always was beautiful, I remembered.Connie sat next to me, depositing her bags on the floor by.