” “What’s the problem?” “John, let’s stop talking about her.” * “I have to see my mother,” Norma said, “She called and said she ...as sick. Could you keep an eye on Mrs. Tandy for a while?” “Ok,” John said. “I will be back as soon as possible.” “No problem.” He followed the nurse into the house, feeling surprisingly nervous and tense. Norma let him into her room, then turned and left. Mrs. Tandy didn’t look much different than the last time he had seen her. Plastered body, resting in a. I let go of her hair and start to scratch the back of her neck until she relaxes again. “Good kitty.”I work my way down her back, working her like soft dough. She moans as if I’m already inside her. Lower and lower. As I reach her lower back she gets up on her tip toes trying to tempt me. “Please.”“Shhh be patient.” I whisper. I rub her lower back, deeper, much more firmly than the rest of her body. “Please. I want you!”“Shh. Don’t beg.”I kneel down and start to work her buttocks. They are warm. They would sit at opposite ends of the park, waiting for us to come close and give them the view they craved.One of the best I recall, was sitting on the wooden floor of the roundabout, I would sit with the iron pole between my legs as it was spun at a high rotation, and I would be forced against the iron rod, skirt all the way up showing the viewer my cunt hard against the pole, yes I was humping it and my ass would be raised of the floor as he came into view, sometimes with my knickers pulled. Alex said, “You’re tired. You should probably take a day or two to relax.”“I should head home and let my parents know I’m still alive,” Sherry said.She had been staying in his guest room. Initially, he had offered her the use of his bed since it was large enough to hold both of them, but she had gently refused the offer. It took him a few minutes to catch on to what she was saying. He had turned bright red. It had not occurred to him that they might end up in bed at the same time. That same.