We finished our wine. We washed the wine glasses. Fran found an apron that Kyle should use when he used the barbecue grill. She waved it at him saying... “Wearing this should prevent an accident that could make our all night activates less comfortable for you.”“When you are ready to start the barbecue we will start warming the garlic bread.”Kyle wanted to wait “perhaps an hour or so” before starting dinner. ‘Frolic’ described our late afternoon outdoor playtime. In and out of the pool. Believe it. A couple of the guys wheeled over two kegs and the lawn chairs were being disbursed. As the afternoon passed on I sat in a huge circle with my wife and neighbors all talking about the economy, kids, work, and who was planning on doing work in their yards or houses. One of the moms sitting next to me lives three doors down (Vicky and Bruce) they have a daughter same age as mine in her first year of college (Jenny). She and her husband have always been very friendly. She commented on how. So, there I was, some eighteen years older than Christine, fancying her like any red-blooded man would, and wondering just how this was going to unfold. My immediate concern was to break down any barriers of shyness because I figured that once that was done, the rest should follow quite simply. Naive? You might say so, but you have to remember, I really couldn’t see too clearly beyond this lovely girl who was half my age. Through her teens I had watched her grow up,. She found her pace and began to pound down on Bull's dick again and again without realizing Bull wasn't even moving now. She felt her body begin to come alive as the pressure built inside of her. Gloved hands began to grab and pull on her breasts. She doubled her efforts as she felt the leather rub roughly over her nipples. She couldn't believe how excited her body was as she continued to pound down on to Bull's huge dick. She hadn't realized how hard she was breathing, with her mouth wide.