.." Licking the remnants of the kiss off her lips, "We were going to dinner, right?" A brow arched as she questioned whether the plan was still on. Th... look in his eyes said he wanted something else. "Sure, dinner." He wore a dark shirt over his jeans, so that cock outline was well hidden. His hands were possessive as he took her arm and lead them through the throng of people. Dinner....laughter that awkward silence disappeared under jokes and innuendo. They were back...in his truck heading to. You’re shy and gentle and he was, too.’ ‘You really miss him, don’t you?’ the young man said. ‘I miss him terribly sometimes,’ Joanne said. ‘But I recently realized I need to get on with my life. Yesterday, being around you brought back so many memories. Then, when I went upstairs and found you…’ She stopped, unsure exactly what to say. ‘I’m sorry about that,’ Larry said. ‘I…I…’ ‘Believe me,’ Joanne said, ‘you have nothing whatever to be sorry for. I’m not sorry about what happened, are you?’. We’ll see how far we go before we head back.”“Sounds fine to me, Morna. Just remember that I’m no mariner and not familiar with the water.”She laughed. “Well, I’ve been muckin’ with boats all my life. My da’ was cap’n of a shrimper and his was a hand on a coastal steamer carryin’ beef down to Sydney and goods and mail back to ports as far north as Cairns. His dad was killed at Gallipoli at the beginning of 1916.”“My dad was born in Queensland. His father came here to work on the railroad. Your. Jenny grunted under the pressure of having her pussy opened up so wide over and over as I slammed into her slit with increasing speed. I'm slamming into her more forceful now. My hips slamming into her body making a fleshy slapping noise with each powerful stroke. Jenny groaning as I slammed her pussy full of my cock. " Oh God, fuck me John," She moaned. " Make cum John! Fuck my pussy faster! Oh God, I'm gonna cum John," she groaned. With her last moaning words She let loose a gush of her.