She forcefully invited me. Then I attended to the party . Since I didn’t met for years.When I was a teen that was the last I had met her. After that...am going now . She was surprised seeing me . Like I was grown up, having moustaches and stylish beard on my face and my body structure, she said I have much grown up, looking handsome like kind upall. Then she asked how is my mom dad n all formalities then so on.Okay kinda boring na till na. Now let’s start the main scene.Party and all was over. I want you to drown me with your orgasm. Only that will satisfy me. You take your hard dick and slap my face with it. I ask you, “Yes, my love. Slap me again, please.” You raise your right hand. My face feels the sharp pain as your open palm hits my face. I can feel my cheek turning red. Will I have a hand print on my face from this slap? I do not care. I love you so much that I will allow you any liberty with my body. You see that love and desire as I look at you with my blue eyes. You press. There were tire marks back and forth there all the time. This evening just before dusk I decided to maybe stray from the path and just take a look into the woods. There were benches set up for people to rest and empty beer bottles and cigarette butts were tossed about. I'm wondering now just how many people use this park for more than casual walks, and how many lurked here later at night under the stars after families leave for the night. It was obvious to me that there was much more to this. Cathy sat next to him, legs crossed, dangling a shoe from her pretty little toes, one hand resting lightly on his thigh. The teenager's fingernails were tracing tiny patterns in the strained fabric of his pants, right over the swollen head of his fat cock. A small patch of dampness was beginning to show as precum stained his pantleg; Cathy stopped her torment just long enough to raise a wet finger to her lips and sample her cousin's juice.Karen strode back in, a collection of clothes hangers.