When I was a young boy, racing about with my red toy balloon, blue rucksack and silver sneakers, it was Erewhon's parks that were most important to me... Only the zoo, the museum and the red-and-yellow fast food outlets offered competition to the attraction of the varied and always spacious parks that were never far from the perambulations of a boy whose greatest source of pleasure was to climb the steps and then descend the metal slope of the park's slides. But roundabouts, swings and see-saws. Will they remember each part of each other which needs the most pleasure? Probably, as both want to satisfy each other to the maximum now. ‘How in such a short of time has this reached this plane?’ Donald holding his Emma so close to him now wonders. Not even a month ago - okay, two months because when Emma started emailing him he was intrigued - he would not imagine him being at this place, this space, this needing someone so much.What spell has Emma cast over him?There are parts of him. . I'm being careful."I was still holding her hands. "I know, Tish. I don't blame you. I understand. Why don't we head back to Little River," I smiled."Yeah ... let's," she smiled back.We did a lot of talking about our likes and dislikes that afternoon, but in the end, I really didn't know any more about her past problems. I looked at my watch as we arrived back in town and saw it was almost six."Tish ... let's go out for dinner," I suggested as we pulled into my driveway."No ... Ozzie ... let. I pulled my hand from her pussy and delivered another sharp smack to her other rump cheek, her squeal of delight caused my cock to surge and throb. I then continued to rub my hand over her warm ass and inner thighs, pressing and rubbing my hand firmly up and down between her legs, occasionally pressing against her wet pussy, lingering to increase the pressure of my hand against her pussy, and teasing my fingers forward to lightly rub over her clit. As she moaned from my play over her clit, I.