Nick picked up on that and wanted to know more about Ann’s fantasies. He agreed to share a few more of his if Ann would do the same. Ann sat there p...zzled, but then reluctantly agreed to Nick’s offer a few minutes later.Nick told us about a wife he had been with nearly a year and a half ago. She had been in her early fifties and had been going through some issues in her marriage. He admitted to taking advantage of that and after a few drinks, she was more than eager to fuck him.Nick said she. Her only certainty was that they were heading her way.Quick as she could, Ashley went back into the house and reached behind the door, grabbing her father's old hunting rifle. In normal times, the use of such an instrument would be foreign to an alumni of Miss Thompson's School for Young Ladies. That these were not normal times would be overstating the obvious. Ever a practical man, especially when it came to his only daughter, Timothy Flynn had made sure that she knew how to use the weapon,. Suddenly lifting my leg onto another seat, close by, I opened my legs sufficiently to give him a view of my unfettered crotch.'I am feeling horny', I said, in a very thick voice, 'I can see that', he replied, 'Your Cunt is dripping wet and swollen', he remarked, as I pulled the t-shirt up exposing myself to him.He responded by undoing his denims and pulling his cock out, 'You will be wanting some of this', he said confidently, as I stood and turned around, sitting on it as we both adjusted. I couldnt say no, I really didnt want to anyways, so we hopped on the bike, waved goodbye to her parents, and took off for a nice ride around the backwoods. We stopped somewhere along the way, out on Sawyer Lake off of County Road 69 (no pun intended, this was where EVERYONE went to fuck). She had suggested it to me while we were riding, as it was a primary hangout for all the kids around there. So, we stopped, decided to go for a swim, and where it went from there&hellip, well, let me explain..