I, of course, did not discourage this activity. I did not care that she was exposing me in a public place. I knew that it was very rare to see anyone ...lse in the park at this time and that we could see them long before they could see us (or so we thought.)The picnic tables were metal and when I leaned back against one I was startled by the cold, but soon got used to it, especially because my wife continued to stroke my cock. After a few minutes, I reached over and played with her tits through. He hadn’t called back in three days. Maybe he really wasn’t going to call back?Willow rubbed the side of her head, trying to massage some sense into her skull. Why was she expecting he’d call back? For God's sake, she had even bought a compatible charger for the phone just so it could remain on at all times, day and night. Who in their right mind would do that?She didn't want to guess an answer to that question.Placing the phone on the desk, she gently prodded the ivory charm, running her. In a spectacular fall, he tripped over the curb reaching out to catch his fall with his hands. His hands slid across the ground for a yard before he came to a stop.The grass and dirt slowed the car down to the point where it stopped before it reached the tree. As soon as the car had stopped, Martin pulled the parking brake, and ran out of the car over to where Jerry was picking himself off the ground.Excited, he asked, “Are you okay?”“Forgot about the curb,” replied Jerry. He looked at his. She nodded her head into the pillow, and said, "Just take it slow at first. Don't plunge that huge thing into me all at once."it made me very proud to think that my Aunt Lydia, who had fucked a thousand cocks, thought of mine as "that huge thing". Her tight ring resisted me at first, so I applied slow and steady pressure with my hips while stroking her side with one hand and using the other to support myself. Suddenly, something gave way and the head of my cock popped through her stubborn.