She started with her stories as she touched her ring.“I think that one has a fat guy that has a bulldog as a pet,” she said.“Maybe, but that fer...y there has a skinny fifty-something classy lady with a greyhound that wears a knitted sweater, flower motif for sure.” He would bring her here since she was ten, all the way to when he met Rachel, and they would make up stories as they ate ice cream, and laughed. This bench was their moment in time. On this bench she could be a girl clumsily in love. The process repeated over and over again as all my slit juice kept his cock quite lubricated. My body kept going back and forth. "Yes, get it up in there deep, Bruce. Shoot your white cum up inside me again." His cock seemed to expand as his with each passing thrust. I was sure this was undeniably the hottest sex session of his life. "Clench your pussy, Maria. I want it to squeeze the life out of my cock." No issues came about fulfilling his request. I leaned up with him and his hands. In this moment, I put some random misture in a little cup and putted it in her stove for warm. The fake warm lotion. I asked for her put the blindfflod and she did it. I start witha foot massage, my hands touched every inch of her feet. I can feel the rough of her soles, without oil her soles could easyly skin a dick. I start to put exfoliating in her soles, but I was surprised by a cry. Her little son was in the next room and she stand up for take care of him. After a minutes, she came back. Luckily I was wearing a skirt and I hiked it up to my hips. I pulled my lace thong to the side and slid the head of the toothbrush in. I turned it on and the vibrating bristles felt amazing against my swollen clit. I flipped the car into cruise control because I needed one less thing to think about. Knowing that I was surrounded by cars and people while I was masturbating made me extra horny, but I knew it wasn’t going to b enough to get a really mind blowing orgasm –the kind I desperately.