Four times around was a mile, and I was on the third circuit of my second mile. Just one more mile to go, thank god! Five more trips around the oval a...d I could hit the showers. That's when I noticed the older man on the side of the track waving at me.I immediately thought something had happened to my mom! I slowed and came up to him at a brisk walk. He fell in with me, and asked if I were Tom Wilshire. I said yes, and asked how I might help him."I'm Robert Simpson, from the Bugler. I came. In a spur of a moment we laid down and I was ravaging to shove in my meat into her…But she slowly took my cock into her hands and slowly guided into her love hole…Yeah, this is the moment I was waiting for, I just thrusted my meat into her so hard…I did it did it and speared into it like all hell broke loose…She was crying aloud haaa … Haa.. Ha. Haaaa … Haa … Haaa … Haaaa …. Haaa …. Yeaah …. Haaaa….Haaamaa …. Aaaah … Ohhaaa …. Hmm …After seeing her cries I decided to slow down a little bit and. From her neck down between her small breasts and ending at her waist. Every stroke longer I inched my way to her pussy.When my stroke finally reached her bare pussy she spread her legs wide. But left her arms up folded like a begging dog.Mostly I felt strange and weird about this scene, but she was so exquisite I couldnt help myself. I mean she is an adult, and she came here on her own, not to mention she went through the trouble of having my address written on her dog tag.I may be crazy, but. However,she seemed preoccupied with something during the evening. She was nearlyin tears when we left and she broke down and sobbed hysterically in thecar on the way home.I pulled into a car park near a nature reserve and let her controlherself. Finally she recovered enough to begin."It has been a lovely evening and I'm thrilled you asked me out, but wecan't see each other again." Why?" I was disappointed."Because I'm a man!" Whitney exclaimed with some passion.So there it was. The girl of my.