I was parked up, right out of the way when a van came past and unnerved me a little so I decided to move. On my way down to this little spot I had pas...ed an oldish man just getting out of his car to take his dog a walk, well as I slowly drove past him he may have got a glimpse of a stocking top? Parked again I got out for a smoke, started the camera and had a little stroll about my car. I could see the old man, and that he had noticed me and was making his way along the edge of a field towards. "You make me so happy, Jon," Mom's voice returned closer to normal but in a throatier version."But at the end of the summer, right?" I said.Mom's brow furrowed. "The end?" Yes, we'll need to practice," I said."Practice? We?" Yes," I said, my confidence rising. "I want to do a duet, with you." Oh, Jon. I couldn't play with you, not the way you're playing now." Sure you can. You just need to practice." No. I'd look like a fool." Bull," I said, the closest thing to a swear word I could use in. Some of his thugs were hanging around and, outside a window which looked onto palatial grounds in back of his mansion, I had a quick glimpse of the exquisite and very fuckable Lucinda, lying by a large swimming pool. One of Lou’s thugs left me standing outside his office for a few minutes and I found myself looking to a small window which looked out over the pool. And there lay Lucinda, clad in the tiniest of white bikinis, soaking up some rays on a lounger. Compared to what I saw on the video,. She backed up the hallway, her eyes rich with promise. I know she was talking: I watched her sultry lips move. What I do not know, is what she was saying. Yeah I heard the words, they sounded like “I see that rod hardening in your pants. I remember how you taste, when he gets all red and hard. I remember how you feel, when you slide home in my kitty. I remember how you feel, when you stretch me so full, when you fuck my little bottom. You and I have some business to take care of, business that.