Get the lay of the land as you say. You do make a good case for that,” she said.She knocked on the door of the three bedroom ranchstyle where her ex...husband had been raised. She’d been in it so many times it almost seemed like home to her as well.The man opened the door.” Abigail?” said Aaron Bradshaw.“Hello Aaron,” she said.“Come in,” he said. “You’ve got news, I’m guessing.”“I do,” she said.“Your son is here. Well, in Arizona: Tucson actually. Owen put a PI on it and she was able to track him. . He would come to our rooms and talk to us and all.One day when I went to pay the hostel rent for the month he told me that there was some descripancy in the about paid in the previous month. He opened the record book and asked me to come to his side oft the table to check it out. He was seated and so when I went and stood next to him my crotch was at the level of the table. I didn’t notice it and while I was looking at the record his hand gently moved and rested on the table touching my dick.. Amy squirmed in my arms, she moaned, and then she covered her mouth with her hand so as not to let the rest of the people in the theater know what we were doing. Every four or five minutes she was having another orgasm. After six or seven of them she started begging me to stop but I wouldn’t.As a last resort Amy said, “I’ll let you fuck me if you promise to stop.”I pulled my hands away from her pussy and nipple.I said, “Then you get on top and do the work.”Amy had me pull my cock out, she moved. My spit had seemed to help, I could feel in amazement the head of my dick slowly entering him. We moaned at the same time, Fred had his eyes closed while mine were wide open, watching my cock slowly disappear inside him. I was fully in, Fred looked down at me, eyes now open, face flushed and slightly sweaty, and he slowly moved himself up....and gradually down, increasing in speed until I was fucking his tight arse on my bed. Fred loved it, he started whispering at me to "shag me faster". I.