”He smiled again. “I’ll give you a call and arrange something then,” he replied as he turned away.Dawn stood there for a few minutes stunned b... their conversation and the realisation about what had just taken place. She was used to being chatted up and being asked out on dates; she was after all young and attractive, but this had been so subtle and yet so direct. She had always turned down such requests, but she had walked right into this one.Alan had watched them talking too. He knew a. ‘Sit down.’ Your panties and shorts are at your knees. My hand dips between your thighs and finds your wet crotch dripping with your juices. Suddenly I become aware of someone moving behind us and a voice. ‘I think there’s room right there….’ I look back and see a young couple three feet from us and eyeing the rock to our left. ‘Mind if we sit there?’ the boy asks. ‘No, not at all, be our guest.’ My fingers plunge into you as I reply to him. I feel you tense. My thumb presses against your. “Yeah right, how can I do something with this when my mom just told me she masturbates, really?”She started to tell me how it was natural and how she does it quite often. My cock throbbed against her ass. She could feel, but didn’t complain this time. She started to go into detail of how she does it. Using toys and massaging her special area.“Stop mom” it was too much. My cock was now so hard you could use it to hammer in nails.“im still a woman, I still have needs”I just looked at her. She. I’d no idea how old Elouise was, but she was cute and pretty, just beginning to develop with long dark hair and bright blue eyes. She was wearing a tee shirt which revealed her budding development and a short skirt. I showed them around and told them a bit about the place. Juliet kept looking at me and asked the sort of questions you’d expect if there was an interest in taking an acquaintance a little bit further, confirmation that I was a widower, that sort of thing. Elouise perked up when I.