"AH HA" I thought to myself as the large stuffed character walked up to my bench and, after looking both ways, proceeded to give me a lap dance! Neat ...hit I thought. She quickly stopped and walked away, pausing to give me the universal sign for "FOLLOW ME" so of course, I did. Staying a distanced 50ft back from her so not to appear together, I seen her walk behind a skyline chili booth and into a semi-sheltered pavillion for picnics. Entering the shaded area I see her in the corner holding up. When she came, she casually opened my laptop and blushed after seeing what was on the screen. I pretended to make her coffee and was in the kitchen and I was checking her from the corner of my eyes. When I returned she closed the browser and pretended she didn’t watch the porn. Then we kissed and today she was very horny. She pushed me onto my bed and started kissing me everywhere wildly. I removed my t-shirt and she started sucking and biting my man-nipples. I took this as a green signal and. All she had to do was push her self up and the pressure on her head would have ended. Instead, it looked like she was trying to pull her mouth back to my cock, but Brenda's grip in her hair was too strong. "Sis, Jeff's really close!" gasped Annie. "It would be cruel to leave him like this, especially after what he did for me a little while ago. He needs release!" "You could be right about that, Annie, but Jeff doesn't have cancer, he isn't dying any time soon, and he's my husband," pointed out. .Before me sat a man in his 50's, although he looked slightly younger but with a hard life. Very slim and wearing black trousers and a grey shirt, his trademark James Dean style hair and haunting eyes still there. Not even the slightest bit of stubble. He had very dark circles under his eyes. He was smoking rollies and drinking black coffee. His eyes latched on mine and my pussy tingled as I realised he was the same bloke I'd been fantasising about for years.The room was quite big and that.