Can we go have some?”“Sure,” I said, “As long as you at least put a shirt, or top, or something on. I want to talk and not be distracted.”�...Wait, this isn’t THE talk, is it? You know, moving on, all that shit.” She said, almost spitting it out to me.“Jesus, Melody. You MUST have had a vile dream. Why would I want to do that? I find the second woman in the world who I can relate to and I’m going to kiss her off?” I said grabbing her shoulder to turn her towards me.“Shit, I’m sorry. I guess I’m a. This goes way back to being a teen and stealing my b*****rs Playboy mags and jerking off when no one as at home.I has continued to involve so many different situations.I’ve been married for a long time and my wife is very old school and we do have sex once and awhile, I still like to get off on my own.I feel like I’m a sneak when she’s not around, watching porn and masturbating.My favourate times are stoking my cock in front of someone.When I visit massage parlors and have a great naked chick. "Wow, Robbie, good cum. Look at all that. I really got you off good, huh?" Did you ever. That was the best cum I've ever had. Never expected it like that, you know, with a finger up my butt." Oh, Robbie, there's a lot I bet you don't know," as she wiped my cum off me with a towel."Gee, you're still nice and hard. I like you young guys," and she stood up and untied her bikini top and bottom and let them drop to the deck.Oh, my. I had dreamed of seeing Cheryl naked, now she stood before me. She looked at me intently and gurgledsomething back to me. I kissed her on her forehead. She smiled and madea little cooing sound."Oh that's lovely," said Mary," you both look so sweet"She took out her mobile phone and took a quick series of photos as I saton the park bench, put Bekka to my right breast and started giving myprecious gift her mid-morning snack. Mary took out the shawl fromBekka's bag and draped it over the two of us so that my partial exposurewould not attract unpleasant.