The she pushed her hands on each side of her tits; capturing the hard cock between them and gently shuffling the up and down his length. She leaned a ...ittle more, and her tongue darted out to lick the purple end of his hard cock.She stood up. Turned her back. Put her fingers in the waistband of her shorts then pulled them down while bending. Poking her arse in her man's direction. It was a nice arse. Hair poking from the deep crease.She turned. She was NOT a natural blonde. I could see the. You did your homework. A part of me thinks you read my mind. You knew what I liked without ever really asking. It is quite eery to have someone me better than I know myself. It is so relaxing. I normally don’t like boats or being on the water. Weird, cause I am more comfortable in it. The seclusion, the isolation, the sheer beauty of the countryside, it is breathtaking yet relaxing.” She whispered. She sipped her coffee as Ron was kissing her neck. Her other hand fell to her side and she. The moped driver asks, “Mind if I take a look inside?”“No problem,” replies the proud new owner. So the old man pokes his head in the window and looks around at all the bells and whistles lining the dashboard. Sitting back on his moped, the old man whistles and says, “That’s a pretty nice car, all right ... but I’ll stick with my moped!”Just then the light changes, so the banker decides to show the old man just what his car can do. He floors it, and within 30 seconds, the speedometer reads 160. ”Keith it was not your fault.””I know Kate, I know,” Keith replied sadly.I had learned by now when Keith repeats himself like that he is telling an untruth. I asked him what about Danny and Mike? Keith told me sadly Mike was killed in a helicopter crash three months later. As to Danny he survived the war and had also been part of the group that came into the bar with him from time to time. Danny often would come here when he also was on leave. Keith walked me over to the party picture wall.