Fenton winced as Paul and Kimberly’s planned small family wedding was just over a month away. He sighed, wondering why he had adopted the ill-fittin... role of social worker, the Mr Fix-it of his small community around him. Was he bored? He didn’t think so. He and Trinity were cruising and the admission produced a further frown. Sally was going about like a frump and her turnover in real estate sales was down she’d told him. And so was her smile. His Aunt Beth was not herself despite being happy. He had an urge to discover what other secret fetishes the young girl was hiding and hoped she might share them with him just to see his reaction.Sue set their umbrella up pretty far away from the others and the way she had it tilted it was doing more to keep their activities out of view of the clubhouse rather than to shield them from the sun. The giggling girl made certain no one was watching and she pushed her bathing suit to the side so he could see the black butt plug sitting innocently. Or perhaps wondering what his wife was cooking for dinner. Something inside me wanted to call him ‘Daddy,’ but I didn’t. It seems that people become too restrained as they age and I was no different. It seemed like an eternity before that old farmer even said hello but it was only a second or two before he was welcoming us into his world. A woman, (I assumed his wife),opened the screened door and offered me a glass of tea. ‘You come ta get some peaches, Honey?’ She asked. ‘Oh, what a silly. Oh Jessie!!!" She then seemed to attack my shaft with renewed relish, grunting her breath, moaning and humming with my dick in her mouth, causing the mst incredible sensations in my cock...Holy shit, she's a natural cocksucker, I thought to myself. I then felt something I never expected...I felt her nose pushing into my groin - I was all the way inside her throat, and she began bobbing up and down on it....Sometimes all the way in and out, other times quickly bobbing two or three inches in and.