The door was unlocked and the blinds up.Anyone could see. Anyone could come in. The command came from this devious Lushy to leave the blinds up. But t...ankfully I bargained to have the door locked. This would ward off the truckers but not The Big Cheese.Breasts exposed, I commando crawled towards the door, attempting to lock it from the floor. After one too many times of turning the lock to open, I found the correct way round the clock and the bolt was turned. From this point, most of the action. He would not be able to leave if he did not have a good enough excuse. I figured this plan was a bust and I began to head toward my car. Right as I was about to walk away from the gazebo in the park I was standing at, I saw my fathers Red SUV pull into the lot. My car was down around the corner, so he would not know it was me. I crawled back up onto the ledge of the gazebo and I waited, as a smile started to form across my face. My plan was falling into place after all and I was overly excited. He slid the thin fabric of her dress sensuously down her softly trembling thighs and threw it on to the floor where it landed in a light frothy pile.He raised up to his knees then between her quivering legs, and fumbled with the elastic waistband of her thin silk panties as she writhed in the paralyzing hold of her passion. It took a moment for him to be able to slide the fabric from her gently undulating asscheeks, but soon the cum-wet panties were added to the skimpy pile of clothing beside. Hank & me in our match will try to dominate each other by any means and by any fighting style. Hank is 69 years old, 5'9" tall, weighing in at 185 pounds. He may be older but he has a lot of experience in wrestling while in high school and college. He also learned gymnastics and acrobatics, including working on a t****ze. He has brown eyes, used to have brown hair but now what is left is grey. Hank’s Strategy in this match to wait until his younger opponent wares himself out and used his height.