I live in Baltimore and I play a hell of a lot Bocce, that's where I first noticed Miss Sandy DePalma. I watched her perfect fat jiggling ass move dow... Stiles Street; now if God made all men and Sam Colt made them equal, then its Kevin Plank who made all women asses perfect. I don't know why cougars always sport under armor stretch pants, but I'm damn glad they do. As chance would have it, we were neighbors. One beautiful July day she's cutting her grass and the mower stops working, so I do the. I would have swore he was in his thirties."Wow, you look great," I said before I was even aware of the possible double entendre.He just smiled and took a drink.We chatted about nothing for about twenty minutes, during which he would occasionally fondle or squeeze me a little bit--this was totally turning me on.I excused myself when I finished my beer to go to the bathroom. He said he had to go, too, so he'd join me. I just smiled--this innuendo I got.I walked into a stall in the bathroom and he. I stopped rubbing just then, but Dawn began taking longer and deeper breaths, and presently she began turning her head towards me. And as the morning light shone down brilliantly on her angelic face, my stunningly beautiful soulmate lit up in a wide smile and said happily, "Mmm ... morning, Ben!" Hi..." I smiled happily and squeezed her a little tighter, my hand idly rubbing her breast as if it were the most natural thing in the world. I dipped my face toward hers, puckering my lips as she. Almost a moment but not quite, we just turned and watched the show, who new they had fireworks, it was beautiful. Each explosion of color lit up the sky and reflected off of her hazel eyes. First bright red, then electric blue, now her eyes are scarlet green. Each time she grew more and more beautiful to me. We oooed and awed with the people scattered throughout the garden. It felt so right to be standing there holding her. She fit into my arms perfectly, like she was sculpted to fit me. It was.