Although my wife and I had had sex the day before, I was out and about running some errands and decided to stop at the one known cruising spot in the ...rea, called the Old Steel Bridge… a public park with a number of trails that lead off into the woods. Not much action but I decided to walk down one of the trails. After a bit I meet another gentleman a few years younger than me and after a brief conversation I asked him if he was interested in some male to male bonding. I think my directness. "I feel like a filthy slut, Father K." Father K wonders if that was what she actually wanted to be."Why do you feel like a filthy slut?" asks Father K."My father is in hospital, my mother is upset and my brother is smoking marijuana, and I have no one else to talk to." Oh really?" Yes and I don't want to talk to any one else." But why does that make you a filthy slut?" asks Father K."Because ever since I saw you I have wanted you, to love you and cherish you. I have been listening to your. She was sick of the city and she wanted to explore new cultures and climates. She was looking forward to Italy after studying many plays, poems and novels which were written there or influenced by the beautiful country. Perhaps if her father had been alive, he would have warned her of the dangers that would be present when she went travelling alone. Her mother had suggested that her friend, Ashley, went with Vanessa and so that's what she planned on doing. Until her cellphone rang the morning. All of us girls like a little color now and then."She spanks me hard on my butt cheek. I still feel the burning pain andoffer no resistance.My mum leaves my bedroom and returns quickly with her black two piece.Then she takes off all her clothes right in front of me and puts on herbikini two piece.My mum is nude in front of me! OMG!I stare at her white breasts and pink nipples, and then down at hernicely trim little bush."Ally, we both girls now, sort of, so we can dress together. Ok.