She feels his soft hands moving all over the soft cotton material. Then it brushes over the front and moves under in between the legs where the materi...l covers her pussy. She knows the old man must feel the moist heat coming from it by now, because she is already completely wet and ready for it. Her legs automatically opens up a bit to give his pleasure giving hand full freedom, to touch her young pussy as much as it wants. "Oh, god, Mr Denton...no...we should really stop now...I like it a lot,. Then we helped them into their canoe and pushed them off. I could see hesitation on her face. She relaxed when I told her that we would be right behind her and that we would ensure that they arrived at their pull-out spot safely.After my short period of reminiscing, I climbed back into my canoe and slowly paddled my way back upstream. I was in no big hurry to be anywhere. Since I was not fishing, I was able to concentrate on the scenery around me. I spotted some ducks swimming along the shore.. As was usual, the nearer the guy, the hornier the dick and the sluttier the ass.We exchanged pics. He looked cute and fair. I complimented him. He was bashful at me complimenting him because he has a balding head. I told him, I too am losing hair, so I better not judge anyone that. He smiled. But yes, he was a cute looking guy.And the other stuff went as usual. Chat about likes, preference, and feasibility of timings and place. So it was clear that wanted to meet up. The same evening I was at. ‘Once you are dead they become my sheep, and they won’t see a thing.’ I smiled at him for a few seconds and watched sanity return to his eyes. ‘So partner this saloon ain’t big enough for both of us. You need to leave now. I mean right fucking now or you might get your ass beat like your brother.’ ‘I’m going to enjoy watching you die,’ he said. ‘I’m sure you will, if you live long enough.’ I said smiling at him. He left quickly after his face saving statement. ‘So how are we going to get out of.