He had a couple of the football parlay cards and was studying them for a few minutes when he ask if I could give him some pointers on how to place a f...otball bet. I showed him the odds on the back of the card and a friendly conversation was started.His name was Paul and he was in town for a convention and had a room in the casino’s hotel. He was around 50 years old, 6ft 2in and probably weight around 260, a pretty big guy. He told me he was from San Francisco and we talked about the different. ..Danny hax reached his climax...hearing his wetness drip to the floor. He rubbed his rod smearing wetness on his tongue tasting his slickness of his sex. Although..someone saw his enjoying himself.The next morning...Aunt Lynn went to Danny. She simply asked..."did you enjoy yourself last night" as she kissed him. As Danny helped clean the house...helping with the laundry...he noticed his aunt had many different wigs. The commode with the mirrors...with his aunt's cosmetics. As he put. Our communication and touching became uncomplicated---we both felt better. I was out beyond our campsite and tent looking for firewood and had found some over by a tree that had roots out in the water. With my arms piled high with firewood I carried it up to just beyond our campsite and dropped it there. As I was walking back into the light of the campfire I noticed Wetzel looked up quickly, taking a short quick breath; behind and beside me like he was startled and didn’t have time to say. He leaned back and looked down at me in a proud way, observing his treasure and taking his time. He softly touched my side grazing my bra with tenderness and lust. "Baby this has to go," he said light-heartedly while kissing my neck. I unstrapped my bra and revealed myself, feeling the heat rush to my face. He slowly kissed down my chest until he took one of my nipples into his mouth causing me to whimper and moan. I wanted to beg. Beg for him to touch my soaking pussy but all I could get out.