He was too professional, despite my short shorts, my cum fuck me smile he never made a move, well fuck me, he was not leaving till he, well, Fucked M...".There was sweat dripping down the front of his white T shirt also some dripping down his back, down his spine & down his exposed firm arse cheeks.It was a hot day but I was getting hotter, i wanted this man & i wanted him now, i wanted to feel his firmness, his hardness deep inside me.I offered him a drink which he politley accepted, then. I gained a little composure and began to flick my tongue over her sublime pussy."Oh god John that’s so good!” she said.I loved her taste, and the taboo of knowing she tasted exactly like her daughter was making me even more aroused. There were a million thoughts going through my head, but the ones most clear were of comparisons with her daughter, my ex-wife of twelve years. As I felt her begin to rock against my tongue I knew she was getting to the point of no return. I ran my tongue upwards. In less than an hour Blake and Thunder were back. They came up to where I was waiting to let me know what had happened. When he started Blake laughed. "We had Sun between us after we got closer to his plant. We changed things a little. Dane was in front and she hit her brakes harder than he thought she was going to and he hit her in the rear. We were behind him a ways and pulled up when we saw the 'accident'. You should have seen her 'Coon. She was wearing very feminine clothes as if she was. Buck checked Barb out again as she addressed the group. She was wearing snug navy blue warm up pants that hugged her shapely ass and a light blue tee shirt. She was showing a little cleavage of her medium size breasts and her flat tummy. Barb stood at 5’6′ and weighed a very fit 125 pounds. Her blonde hair covered her ears and her neck nut it was not too long. ‘I will be organizing tournaments for shuffleboard and miniature golf to be held toward the end of the week. I can also set up a round.