"She did make it to the shops, and she did find exactly what she wanted, but she also missed the bus back and new that there wouldn't be another for a... least another hour.She could get home quicker if she cut through the park, even though it was deserted and a little creepy at this time in the late afternoon.She hesitated as she came to a fairly sheltered part of the park, it was quiet with no one around, and with a quick look around she shrugged her shoulders and entered the little. We sat on are favourite bench and cuddled we held hands and she kept kissing mine i couldnt stand it it was making me so hard the tight jeans i had on was showing the full shape of my penis she looked at it and went "aww" and put her hand on my throbing manhood and started to rub it i locked my lips on hers and started to kiss her softly she often let out a little moan i undone my jeans and she grabed my cock and start to move her head lower towards it i was about to just explode this was the. Suddenly, and without warning, she starts bucking wildly, moaning louder and louder, then screaming. Your face is flooded with her juices -- her hands in your hair -- her pussy is tight to your face. You keep sucking, flickering that clit with your tongue until she begs you to stop. Reluctantly, you do, and reach down for the vibrator... still in her ass, still going... You have that look again, as you pull it out, and hold it to her clit while you enter her dripping pussy with your hand. She. You'd make me push more weight, too?" Oh, you!" she said with a slap on his arm. He wondered how a fortyish, formerly uptight homemaker could learn girlish flirting behavior at that stage of her life. It was wonderful to see, though.They chatted and teased a while longer until Cheryl returned. She stopped just inside the door with her mouth agape. Cal was a little worried about her reaction to their dress, but he did not know how to reassure her. It wasn't necessary. She put her hands on her.