. right.” I fell silent. I wanted to say something, but the right words eluded me. I hadn't thought of what to say beyond telling him that I saw him...and mom fucking. Nathan just sat there, rocking softly in his chair, as if waiting for me to say something. He seemed... fine. Unphased. I'm not sure why, but I half-expected him to be wallowing in confusion and shame, much like I had been the last few days. But he was just regular old Nate. Cool and confident.“Why?” I asked several long moments. As I awoke I was aware of a lovely warm wet sensation between my legs, Charlady was laid and leisurely alternating between sucking and kicking my rapidly hardening cock.After a long leisurely fuck, we discussed our plans for the day although there was a tinge of sadness for Charlady's stay was coming to an end and we only had three more days left. I told charlady my plan for today was a little sex au natural al fresco so to speak.This intrigued Charlady and she pumped me for more information, I. I found an unsoiled spot and sat down. A cocker spaniel ran by, chasing a pissed-off duck, while ignoring some fat geese standing mere feet away. The spring sun felt good on my face. I laid back on the grass and closed my eyes. It had been cold that night, I recalled, a crisp winter evening. I heard a dog barking … then splashing noises … 1 – THE LAKE The raucous disturbance shattering the chill night air over Seattle’s Greenlake came as an almost welcome interruption to my somber reflections.. With a few thrusts he was buried deep and he held himself there for just a moment. And then he fucked me. Jesus Christ, did he fuck me. He humped my pussy fast, hard and for such a long time. His hands left my hips and moved up and under my sweater. His fingers pushed my bra up and out of his way so that his strong, rough hands could grasp my tits. “Yes!” I whispered when his fingers pinched my nipples and he chuckled, still thrusting hard into me over and over. I heard a scraping to our left.