As we were dancing and acting silly on the dance floor the birthday girl got on the microphone and made an announcement. She announced it was time for...the man of “Steel”. The women all started going wild as a 6’1, muscular man in a fireman’s uniform stepped onto the stage. He was one of the sexiest men I had ever seen. He had gray eyes and and skin of bronze. His body was chiseled and oiled up. He got right to work grinding on the floor and driving the women wild. He stripped off his fireman’s. . Jack here’s a pro ... he’ll take real good care of you,” Dad cooed. “Just relax, babe.”Preparing for doggy-style entry, I watched as Jack moved into position and slowly began rubbing the dorsal length of his prodigious rod along Mom’s sodden trough. As he did, his pendulous sack swayed, and its two rotund residents seethed inside.“Now don’t that feel good, Mable ... See, he doesn’t bite ... He just wants to make your little flower feel real good ... Don’t you worry one bit,” insisted Jack.. The heat was too much for me to bear. I gave her a tight hug and whispered into her ears that everything will be OK very soon. I forgot the fact that even during that moment my little soldier was doing its workouts.It was hard like an iron rod. She must have felt my dick poking her nighty in her groin area. She came much closer and she dug her face deeper into my chiseled chest. She was hugging me tightly and was up to something. She looked up me in my face and kissed me on my lips. I was. God. What would I do if I came across a couple that weren't so understanding? Somehow the warning wasn't good enough to keep me from the prowl. It wasn't long before the need took over common sense and I was lurking around the park. With the change of season, surely the spring weather would bring more couples out to play. The path that trailed to the wooded area of the field was long, and wide enough for traveling by car. There were tire marks back and forth there all the time. This evening.