I was so crazy about her. So I decided to have her.Once we both went to the swimming pool. Nothing happened there. On our way we went to a nearby park... The park was almost empty. Only 10-15 people were there. But it is a big park. At the end of the park, many trees are there. It is almost like a forest. So I planned to take her there. She also agreed to come. We were walking deep inside the forest. As we both were walking alone, my cock started growing.As we had just returned from the swimming. I tried to keep him from sliding my panties down over my thighs, I really did. I tried to resist as he slipped them past my knees. After that it no longer mattered that they were grazing my calves, tickling my ankles, brushing past my toes. It was a loosing battle, and defeat had never tasted so sweet. “Take me,” I murmured as Kurt plunged into my eager sex. Our bodies came together in a way that was so familiar and yet so new. I felt an incredible sense of longing, of having missed him. It wasn't deep but the mud stunk bad. I ran back to my bike and rode home. Halfway home a car stopped and the man asked if I was okay and what happened. I told him what I did and wanted to get home and have a bath. Turns out he knows my mother and me,but I didn't remember him.Mr. Robertson was his name, and was a widower with grown k**s.He told me to put my bike in the trunk and get in the car. Doing as I was told, I put the bike in the trunk and climbed in the car. He said he'd bring me to. Always on her back, lights off, silent and straight in the shower after he’d bolted his load into the jonny she’d make him wear-as if him so much as touching her in a sexual way had to be washed off. She used to turn him on but she’d changed – all she cared about was money and had become so self absorbed. If it wasn’t for their daughter he’d be long gone. This time he had a whole week to do as he pleased as his wife and daughter were on a ski holiday he had not fancied at all, besides, he had.
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