Yes most even older than my forty something years. They seemed to be a reasonably fit bunch as well. Some were couples obviously husband and wife type..., some were couples, like women who came to walked together regularly, and some couples looked to be mall pickup couples. Probably one walk stands, I thought.There was also a very few singles like me walking as well. All that I noticed before I walked into the food court. In the food court I found another twenty or so people. Some looked as. "I want you to look your mother in the eye while you fuck her pussy." he demanded holding me firmly by the hips. Our eyes locked as I sank deeper into her pussy. We shared a moment of pure uninhibited pleasure. Dad pumped his dick in and out of my ass. His every thrust drove my cock deeper and deeper into her pussy as we gazed into each other's eyes. "Stare your son in the face while his cock fills the same pussy he came from." He command her as we both drifted further into this sexual trance.. His dark hair was plastered to his forehead, and he was sitting in the middle of a puddle of water with more dripping off of his clothes. I hesitated, uncertain whether to just leave - but it wasn’t that warm out, and it had been quite some time since the rain, so he’d obviously been sitting there for a while. I was honestly worried about the risk of hypothermia.I cleared my throat loudly. “Your Grace?”He still didn’t move, and when I finally bent down to touch his shoulder, I realised I was. No, if I wanted revenge it would have to be something other than living well. Why was I wanting revenge? Well, that's the story.Sandy, my wife of ten years and the mother of my two children, decided that she wanted to go back to work after Ben (8) and Marie (6) started going to school full time. She got a job as a parts runner for a large nationally known auto parts store. Her job was to deliver parts from the store to auto repair places. She seemed to like the job and the people she worked.