Men and women go out of their way to buy nick nacks and doodads that they will never use to express how deep their love and devotion is to each other....When all any of us really want is to be appreciated. Bruce struggled every year to impress his girl Heather, this year was no different. He searched online and asked his friends what they were doing for Valentine's Day, but nothing ever felt right. On the night of the 13th he took Heather out to eat. It was a Thursday, so the crowds were thin. Disengaging from my mouth he got up and had me get up. He took our blanket and placed it on the tree, to protect me. And I knelt down facing the tree, stomach resting on it and my breasts on the other side. He got behind me and found my cunt hole with ease. He rammed in and I let out a pretty loud grunt. He started pounding my pussy for all he was worth. The tree worked out great because it gave me something to steady myself on and my breasts could swing free. He was going at it good and. .. most of these people sleep with each other?”I snickered again in my licentious way, “I don’t think anyone sleeps too much when they’re together.”“How often do you have parties like this?”“Every two weeks most of the year. We sort of skip December because of all the other parties and other holiday events. Some people do their own thing then in smaller groups. Some people go off over the summer too.”She nodded in understanding.At that point, I couldn’t have planned it better, because Crystal. .. it was lace. Her mouth went dry and she swallowed as she examined one of the baskets, that contained a watermelon with ease. She felt the material and found the underwire. No doubt, these hanging baskets were made out of bra cups... she inhaled as that thought hit her like a bullet. Her eyes ran up and down the straps, that had been displaced to give the cup it's new purpose. Some one, please not Cole, please not Cole, had cut the bra in half and rearranged the cups on top of each other to.