If you were above such a scene, if perhaps you were a seagull, if you were a god, you would see shadowed footsteps advancing across this windswept sce...e behind two people, a man and a woman, two forms joined – as one, moving – as one, silent – windswept, warmed by the certainty of the music in their hearts. You would wonder what purpose lies waiting for these shadows, but you would smile, for without knowing why – you understand. Purpose. There is purpose in life, even in shadow. There is. Her tits pressed up against me, I could feel myself getting hard again. So could she. She reached down to stroke my cock. "Oh I love your cock honey", she kissed me hard before turning around and pushing her ass against it, she wiggled her butt a bit against it before sliding her ass cheeks up and down my cock a few times. I pushed forwards, my cock ended up between her legs, pushing against her pussy. I told her that I was wanted to fuck her hard and fill her full of my cum. She learnt. “Steve are you out of your mind? No, we won’t work this out.” Susan said in a calm tone of voice.“But Susan, she came on to me and just wouldn’t back off.”“She did, did she?”“Yes,” Steve said trying to sound honest.“What about Renee?”“Renee?” Oh oh.“And Barbara?”“Barbara?” Oh boy.“And Robert?”Steve fell back and dropped into the front porch swing. She knew about Robert.“I know about a few more. But after Robert, I figured there was no need to go on.” Susan said.We were sitting in our living. I know you will.”“Why do you keep saying, ‘I know’?”“I’m getting to that.” She drew in a deep breath. “Ron -- I’m going to tell you something about me that very few people know. I hope it won’t change how you feel about me.”He regarded her face. “What is it?”“You know about my learning disability.”“Yeah ... What does that have to do with it?”“I have another ... gift ... although sometimes I think it’s more of a curse. I don’t know if it’s to compensate for my disability or because of it. Ron --.