I though about what Para Rescue had done for me. It had taken a small town kid with no real direction, and turned him into a good man. I had learned s...o much about myself in the last few years, and I was proud to have been a part of all this. If I died and never got to see my son, I hoped someone would survive to tell him that I had tried to make a difference in people’s lives. Tell him his dad had died doing what he loved. I hoped he would know that I loved him more than anything and that I had. “That deserves an extra special hug”She gripped my face in her hands, bent down and kissed me softly on the lips, and then, to my absolute delight, smooshed my face directly into her right breast! If she had been topless my nose would’ve been pressed straight into her nipple! She shook my head gently left and right and giggled. My little cock was hard in an instant, straining against my underwear. A slight moan escaped Mrs Gordon’s lips as she released me.“Such a cutie!” she sighed. “Still got. She then nibbled on my chest and moved her hand down to hold my cock massaging over my shorts.As she was standing I kneeled and slid my hands under her skirt and lowered her panties. She lifted her skirt and I was licking her dripping pussy. She was holding my head and moaning rather loud. Nobody can hear us in the roar of the sea. After a while I stood up and she went down, pulled down my shorts and undies. My cock sprang out.I asked her to lick and hesitating She started licking the tip and. I slept through the end of the movie, and as usual my head filled with erotic dreams where I really was a girl. They were so life-like that I could almost hear the sounds I made as I was fucked in my pussy and driven towards orgasm. First a slap, then my high-pitched moan, followed by the slower, deeper grunt of my lover. Suddenly the dream vanished, and with regret I noticed the images in my mind fade away. The strange thing was that, as I came to myself, the sounds never vanished. I could.