Sometimes I just can't explain why I do the things I do.Looking for amusement, I stopped at a local park and was watching a men's softball game, while...itting in my car. This was not a particularly high-class game but it was interesting. At least it was until a family came from the parking lot onto the nearby tennis court. That changed things.I didn't pay much attention to the family at first. I noticed that there was a man and a woman, a girl of about 12 and a boy, maybe 8 or 9. While the. We’d be back tomorrow evening.’ Cassie, seeing that this was an excellent opportunity to explain things to Gavin, piped up, ‘Yeah, that would be good. You don’t have anything important planned for the evening, do you?’ ‘Actually, I have,’ Gavin said, his gaze still on Chris’s face, ‘But I can do it some other time.’ ‘No really, you don’t need to postpone work for us,’ Chris said, looking angrily at Gavin. ‘Oh, it’s nothing much. It is the least I could do for a friend. But thing is, I don’t. She stopped in front of him and stared at him, fascinated when his already hard cock, swelled beneath her gaze. Good. She gently used the riding crop to stroke his cock and he tensed. She almost laughed, he knew what was coming, she knew what was coming. And yet he didn’t say a word. His eyes never met hers as she brought the crop down onto his cock. Even though the blow must have hurt, he didn’t cry out, nor did his cock diminish in size at all. She smiled again and smacked his balls with the. We stayed in the bed for another one-half hour, just to recover from the massive orgasms. We finally decided to get up and return to the couch in case Mark and the kids came home early. I had no idea back in high school that we would enjoy eating each other out so much, and was wishing that we had done that before.We talked and even hugged for a while and we both discussed how happy we were to rediscover our desires for each other. We wanted to be with each other as often as possible. Linda.