The main trail disappeared into the woods and followed the river, so I figured that was the trail head. I started to walk back there to enjoy the sol...tude, but noticed that I kept crossing paths with guys who seemed to be coming and going from the woods. The way they looked at me made me feel like I was a bit out of place, but I ignored them and kept walking deeper into the woods. I came to a small clearing, and I thought it odd that a man was standing still, partially obscured by a tree. I. His body on the other hand was loving every stroke that he made, banging her like an inflated fucktoy. Reaching down, he grabbed her tits again, pulling her up by the breasts. This new pain caused her eyes to open, the brown orbs now surrounded by red, proof of the tears she'd shed in vain. He pulled her tits harder, and she was forced to raise herself from the bed, till she was in a sitting positon. The pillow was disposed of, and she sat on him as he lay down in a half reclining. My grandpa used to say that, when he was describing my grandmother. I never met her. She died a year before I was born. But I have pictures and god; she had the same eyes as you…”We continued talking. Her name was Calypso. I told her about the nymph that kept Odysseus far from his home and hoped she let me go back to my own and not drown in the sea of her eyes. I flirted with her discreetly. I met her friends. I’ve shown them the necessary interest in order to convince them and her. I was the. "Congratulations once more, and good luck to you!" She meant with picking up my children the following day and weathering the storm of their reactions. "Anna will be deadly jealous, you know!" Anna is their 15 year old daughter. I was shocked. "Oh, she's been planning to score you as soon as she turned 18 herself," Sara continued. I must have looked stricken, but Sara just laughed.Melissa did too. "I'm glad I bagged him in time! Will she hate me?" Not a chance," Sara said and embraced Melissa..