‘Take me, Lonnie, I need you!’ Her hips began moving. Their bodies strained, flesh rubbing flesh, giving and taking, seeking the ultimate in pleas...re. Each of them felt now-familiar sensations building and growing as they neared their bursting point. ‘Oh, God, Ann, I’m gonna come!’ Lonnie groaned, feeling the spasms begin deep in his body, knowing he was about to unleash his seed. ‘I-I can’t wait, I-I’m gonna come!’ ‘Yes!’ Ann groaned in reply. ‘Don’t wait! Please don’t wait! Take me!’ Her. He walked to the spokesman and said, with Margarita translating, "I will release you on your Parole. After we leave you are welcome to return to St. Augustine. If you try to leave before we do I will confine you once again if you live through our recapture. When you arrive back at St. Augustine please give the Governor my condolences on the loss of his son. Make sure he knows, however, that his son's death was a direct result of his attack on me and my men while we were doing nothing to. I get there and I find Lynn in a semi-circle booth, she gets out gives me a great big tight hug, and I return it, I push her back a bit and take her in visually, looking at her, Lynn is just over five foot tall, long straight brown hair, lightly freckled face down into her chest, which I can see due to the nice flowing yellow sun dress. She tells me to sit down and she is going to get us some drinks, I ask for a beer. Lynn comes back with a beer for me and a drink with an umbrella for her.. From the very first feelings I had about my sexuality I realised I had a strange fetish toward older men, the fatter, the hairier the sweatier the better, well within reason but I understood this fetish very well so much so that I avoided almost all contact with people my own age or younger than me in any sexual manner it was something that didn't turn me on at all and was definitely out of my comfort zone unless I was extremely desperate, so this particular day was a Saturday morning and I was.