Ifigured I'd get the body shipped to California, perhaps to a spotnear my house. Momma always loved the ocean, she'd never seen thePacific, perhaps I...could find her a spot with a view?Of course I could do nothing about dad but I decided that before I left I would visit one last time. So I took an eccentric route up to the farm. It was eccentric because I decided to stop next to the Ultine Bridge and walk down to the last place I'd been free. So I headed off flicking the radio though all the. I go there for food and drink plus alot of hot young women and hot men.to my surprise after eating a meal then using the restroom afterwards i heard grunting and groaning in the next stall a couple was having sex i was listening and i realized both people was male.i was geting aroused by the noises and knowing that one man was giving another head. i had to look over the stall wall and i knew they knew i was. Her stomach was full and slightly rounded, plush to his touch, but not out of place on her quite squat figure, more akin to that of a pony than a stallion. Her breasts weren’t as perky as they had appeared under her shirt, but her breasts, resting naturally still offered a valley of enticing cleavage he wanted to experience. He felt her hands sweep across his shoulders, pushing his shirt back and off, drawing his attention back to her actions. He blinked, looking at her, just as he had been. His hands dictated the pace, guiding her head back and forth as she sucked on him. Sharon stood embarrassed, not knowing where to turn her gaze as the men taunted Lindsey. His face took on an earnest expression as his body tensed, his hands pulling and pushing at Lindsey's head furiously — then suddenly stopped, holding her dead still as his climax reached its goal.Lindsey returned to stand by Sharon as the men heckled at her. It was Lindsey's turn to spin the bottle again and all eyes turned.