I invite her for a walk to a quiet part of the park so we can talk openly in privateI invite her to come and see the secluded water-park, which has on...y one entrance to itI inform her we can feel secure as no-one can hear us now, half high bushes for coverWe look like a granddad and a granddod, at a walk for a lecture about wet-lands natureWe look around us, no-one else is inside this safe sexy wetlands for our lecture of loveWe both kneel down to see from close a rare flower, I see her slip. My teeth clenched her nipple; my lips could feel the rough aroused skin of her areole. Her fingers began thrusting in and out of my bum and I could feel the pulsing of my pussy, getting wetter and wetter with pleasure. But she had already brought me to orgasm once, and I wanted to do the same for her. I pulled away from her, feeling the “schlup” as her fingers slipped out of my lubricated bum. Quickly I slid to the floor, pulling her with me, rolling her onto her back against the cold tiles. I. Just as I was starting to get back at it, the door opened with a knock.“Pardon me warden, Whole Foods is here to see you.” Officer Jones, stated.“Ok” she replied, patting my hand and sitting up. “Get dressed Darling” she directed, and addressed the guard, “Put him back in his cage.”“Wait, what about...” I started, and indicated my predicament.“Take care of that and...” she ordered, and then looking at me, gave out a huff, “make sure he gets relieved.” standing up and straightening her skirt.I. ’ She poked him playfully in the ribs and snuggled into his warmth, drifting off into a pleasant doze. ~o~ Dr. Maslow stared at the body he was preparing for burial. ‘What the hell?’ There was something out of place. Years of performing the hospital required post-mortems had given him an instinctive sense of when there was a pathological problem, and now was no different. This hadn’t been his post-mortem, but he frequently would make the autopsied bodies ready for a funeral home. He prided.