Jackson led her across the road back in the vague direction of home and she realised he was leading her the long route home which would take them thro...gh a park that filled the block between two streets. She would sometimes take that route if she wasn’t in a hurry as it was the more scenic option, but slightly less direct. It was a good sized park and scoped for community use. It wasn’t usually busy most evenings but this being a Friday it seemed to be bustling with a little activity as they. I draw you aside for hurried consultation, whether permitting – whether there’s anyone else there. Heaven forbid you draw me, three-dimensionally, as I truly am. I do remember once you drew me close so quietly with your arm at my waist, your hidden hand gently feeling my side. But I am the other side of you, and we can’t be on centre stage together. Can’t abide. And so this clean-and-dirty secret has to hide. You come and go, and I carry this show. I should be old enough to know that I’ll get. She pulled her head back and looked down at me layed there in amazment and smile at me before straddling my pulsing dick again. She placed her dripping sweet pussy over my cock and rotated her hips so my cock massaged her wet pussy. She moaned and then slammed herself down on me causing my entire cock to fit inside her tight wet hole, with my balls touching her firm sexy ass. It was a feeling no other woman gave just mere seconds into sex and we both moaned together.She road my cock, boucing. “No touching, I need to be in control of this, I want to take my time and rarely get the chance.”“Okay Tracey, But you know it will be hard.”I look at you, my eyes not leaving yours, licking my lips and begin to taste the engorged head of your cock, moaning with each mouthful. Your hand hovers above my head for a moment, then you grab the seat in front. You try to act as normal as possible. Your breathing becoming deeper. I continue to lick the head, circling my tongue over the smooth flesh..