Over a hundred feet. The bole—that’s the trunk, really—is a yard wide. The canopy shelters an area of fifty feet. It will be the last tree harve...ted this year with a big celebration and will drop between ten and fifteen bushels of nuts. But that’s half of what it dropped when I was little. This old tree is dying. When the nuts have been gathered and the deadwood harvested—around the first of November—forty foresters will gather around this old man. We’ll scale, lop the limbs, and bring him down. The men, including, dear Daniel, wore hand tailored Tuxedos, while the women, who were more toward thirties and forties than early twenties, like Brenda, were wearing very, almost gaudy, outfits. The blonde next to her wore her dress of scarlett silk tailored in a classic nineteen seventies flappy dress obviously disapproved of Brenda’s black one. Thankfully dinner didn’t last long at all. Soon, Daniel dragged her up so he could mingle with co-workers and clients alike. She met several of his. “Steve ... you don’t need to ask anything anymore ... just please do whatever you want to do.” Dave replied panting, and growing more excited himself at what was happening between himself and his Son.Steve nervously reached out and grasped his Dad’s huge cock gasping at how hot and hard it felt in his hand, he slid his had up and down the huge length a couple of time’s. “Dad, it is so hot and hard and throbbing, it feels so awesome, much better than my own” Steve gasped, his nervousness quickly. He put his hand up her skirt and discovered that her pussy was now soaking wet. Dennis then finger fucked her and continued sucking on her tits.After a few minutes, Anita slid the skirt down and off her feet.My friend asked her to leave the high heels on; they were sexy…Dennis pushed my wife down onto the seat, on her back. He then pulled his pants down and stuck his big cock in her pussy. My friend said it went in very easily, since my sensual wife was very wet and she apparently was very.