I tried to be subtle but surely failed as I turned to look down at his cock. It was magnificent. It was like a long, thick branch standing out of a tr...e. It was as brown as the rest of his body – not having those trunks on definitely did him favours. My heart started racing. I hadn’t seen a cock so big, particularly one pissing right next to me. At that point I realised I was staring so I jerked my head back, staring straight ahead. I then felt what was obviously the gentleman’s hand make. She enjoyed being around the people, the smell of fresh baked goods and coffee at the little coffee shop. But mostly, she went to read the books. They were a means to escape. Small and cute she was five-feet tall with a petite frame. Her strawberry blonde hair had golden highlights and her green eyes leapt out in contrast to her ivory skin. She was voluptuous and had a seemingly-ample bosom for her small frame. With an essence of strawberries on her skin she had the ache for a man in her. I copped feels of her pad through her pants and/or undies whenever I could and of course was doing whatever I could to get within sniffing distance of her hot bleeding pussy. For the first two days of her period I walked around with a constant hard on. It is almost impossible to have her do anything sexually with me during her period she would not even allow me to suck on her swollen titties. But, for some reason this time on the third night, with her flow still heavy, she let me kiss her big. ’ I smiled, ‘I was just lost in thought with memories of my husband who died a little over a year ago.’ With a sympathetic look he said, ‘Oh, I’m sorry for your loss.’ I thanked him and he asked, ‘Do one of those girls belong to you?’ I nodded and described which one was my daughter. He asked, ‘How is she dealing with the loss?’ I answered, ‘She was prepared for his death. I think that helps. And she stays busy with basketball and softball. She plays on a softball team in a youth league and.