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To which I said you! We laughed and she got up from the sofa and went into kitchen to make some lunch.I also followed her and was checking out her home and went to her kitchen. She was already preparing something and I came behind her and hold her from behind and kissed her on her neck sideways she loved it very much and was lost in the moment for sometime .She asked me if I would like to freshen up and wear shorts I said that would be ok and she gave me one of her shorts. I said these are yours! How can I wear and she said its ok it does not matter if it is mine or yours you can wear and she left to kitchen as she had put some food on gas stove. I said ok and removed my jeans and was t-shirt and now I was wearing only the vests (banyan) the shorts she gave and underwear.I went to the kitchen and she looked at my shorts and said good it fits you I said yes it does and I told her I will help you cook food and she said no its ok and almost done so we are good and as I was moving towards. He started to make kind of groan. I don't know what came over me, but I bent over and stuck his cock in my mouth. Shit, right away it felt like I had done this all my life.All I could hear was him going on like that feels so good… you are great… and shit like that. I took him on down toward the back of my throat. But then, we heard some people outside so we stopped and walked out. I went back to fishing and he sat back at the table.After all the people left the park, I went back up and into the bathroom to get back to work on that cock. He was still there, and came in right after me, straight to my stall where pulled his cock out and my mouth was right back on it. I was sucking and licking every thing in his groin. His balls were big and smooth like that beautiful cock of his and smelled just like what I always hoped my first a man should.I could tell I was doing a good job by the way he was breathing. Just then he stopped pulled me off his dick, stood me up and went down on my cock..
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