He rambled on about life in Montreal and why he comes to Maine to vacation.I told him how much I enjoyed coming to Old Orchard Beach, and then explain...d about the family house. Continuing to engage him in small talk I went on telling him how being on vacation with the family was driving me stir-crazy, so occasionally I would go for long walks. He laughed as he made his move, “I love American women.” “Yeah, well I like Canadian men,” I replied wanting to keep him talking.He looked over at me. My heart raced once more as I glanced to either end of the tunnel in fear of someone having been in with us. When Richard saw my hesitation he reached for my face and again gently caressed my cheek. "Be my little bitch… my little slut… and I will make you mine. I will treat you like you have always wanted to be… like a goddess in public… and like a whore in private. I will shower you with gifts… some to be enjoyed by you… and others to be used by me." Charmed by his words and. It was obvious why it should be called a cock locker. Fuck his daughter had him fastened. His cock battened in. Secured, fixed, hemmed in …you name it, his daughter was delivering the anal squeeze and jam on his happy pecker.Chas was enjoying a good hard fuck. Her clitty was grinding right into Bernard’s pubic bone and her coochie muscles were tensing and releasing pleasurable waves of complete joy for two. She had had two orgasms already. Bernard knowing it was likely his last ever time with. "Mmmmm, dont you just love peaches?" I ask as I take another deep sniff. "Dang, he is pretty cute" I say to myself and take a couple steps towards you. I have been so horny all day and just hoping I could find a guy to fuck the shit out of me. Literally. "What do you think?" I ask as I stop just at the front of your cart. "Huh? Um....what?" you stumble over your words as you are taken out of the fantasy you were having of squeezing those peaches so hard that the juice and flesh squishes out.