It was without a doubt a young giggling courting couple. As they walked past my hiding place a pair of fresh off knickers landed on top of the bush. T...ey walked on further into the woods and then there was silence. I could not believe my luck. They were either silk or satin and they felt rather good when I tied them around my cock. I was tempted to follow them, I wanted to watch them naked and rutting animal style. Maybe they would have allowed me to join them? Then from a distance, I heard. Ahhhh... ! The lyrics of that sweet old country ballad from the 1930's came drifting back on Memory's Tide as I started to write this story ... hence the title.June Richardson wrapped her arm protectively around her daughter's shoulders. They stood watching a lone rider riding away from the wagon train. A few minutes later, he was just a small speck on the distant purple horizon."Mommie, do you think he'll ever come back?" I don't know, Honey," her mother replied honestly."Will we ever see him. " Tanya sat up and pressed herself against Claire, so that their breasts rubbed together. Then she squeezed them together and teased her nipples against Claire’s, drawing a murmur of delight from her young friend. Being now so close, the playful sexiness of their boob play intensified as Tanya looked into Claire’s eyes, running her fingers through her long, brown hair. The decision to kiss was instinctive and mutual. But this time it was deeper and more passionate. Tanya’s hands slid down as. I am a talented guy, you just have to cooperate. I’ll facilitate everything for you. Stand up, please!” Damn, sonny, I thought as she stood up: look at this Hispanic ma’am with that poke out. I love this bitch. Wanna work that from the back” I stood off the sofa, dropped my pants as they were already loosened, throwing my arms toward her, my shirt was off, she stared at my erection, hard as iron blue.” “Do you want me to stop?” She replied: “No, please, go on!” &&&&&&&&&&& Her enthusiasm.