As I got dressed I thought that easy shoes would be needed so I slipped on my trainers over my short white socks, put on a clean pair of panties think...ng I must go back to Franks and pick up my laundry, short black skirt and white blouse and I was ready to go. I told Grandma I would be late home as I had a project to do, she didn’t question it.The day dragged as I was thinking where to walk the dog and decided that the nearby park would work, it had a big field and some woods, and it even had. Shuffling his way out, he stopped and made his way back to Tessa, amongs the sounds of Daniel and Andre’s grunts and cries of pain. Lowering his head, he whispered to her ear.“Remember me. I was the fair one.” Was all he said, as he took away his boxer shorts from her lips.Closing the bedroom door behind him, he shuffled out in his gait, leaving the couple to their fate, his body cleaner and better fed than he arrived, and very well-sated. Truth was he just couldn’t keep up with the virility of. When I recovered my breath enough to think, I noticed it for the first time. There on her right hip, just at her panty-line was a tattoo. Michelle hadn’t ever expressed any interest in a tattoo before. It was a small, colorful butterfly on a tulip. She saw me looking at it, “Do you like it?” To be honest, I did. I thought it was beautiful on her. “Yeah, I love it. What made you think of having that done?” “We were in Vegas. I wanted a souvenir and it seemed a lot nicer and longer lasting than a. He didn't say anything, just looked around to make sure no one else was in sight, walked in under the cover of the trees, and put hands either side of my stomach. He pulled me towards him, pressed my thin dress against his suit, and touched my mouth with his firm lips.He was a little taller than me, firm and solid, but not fat. His dark hair was trimmed short and neat, his eyes sparkled with whatever light was available. I pulled him more tightly to me, and allowed our tongues to get.