’ ‘Ok, I’ll see you then.’ God! I had been down this road before. Would I never learn? The memories came flooding back to me the joy, the sorr...ow and the pain. I had first met her by the swings at a little park just inside the old walls of Quebec. I had my daughter with me on a business trip and she had wanted to go to the park. Like all kids she had gone running ahead to get where she wanted to go. I had called out to her ‘Christine Marie slow down. ‘ That is how it all started with a simple. ‘I’ll keep that in mind Lou’ she said, ‘thanks for the advice.’ He smiled sweetly, ‘Have a good morning.’ She thanked him again and he handed her the small plastic grocery bag. Heading back, she made he way up the stairs and opened the door quietly, getting to work prepping breakfast in the kitchen. When the smell of bacon started wafting through the rooms, she heard the creaking of Paul getting out of bed. ‘Mmm, that smells good’ he said, yawning ‘can I do anything?’ ‘Nah, I’ve got it covered’. And I felt very embarrassed and afraid. If my mother comes to know about it I could not think what will happen. She then told me a little seriously that this is not the age for such things and concentrate on my studies. I really felt guilty, ashamed and bad. I told her sorry and apologized to her and requested her not to tell my parents. Then I could not concentrate on anything else and I told her to leave me early that day since I am upset and she did so without telling me anything further.. I began to lubricate her asshole with lotion. She responded to the gentle probing and pushed back. Soon she was slippery enough. I moved my cock back to her asshole and this time had no problem. She was tense at first but relaxed as I kissed her back, finding my way into her tight canal. ‘Your ass is priceless,’ I breathed into her ear. She giggled. ‘Fuck it like you’ve always wanted to.’ She’d read my mind. I sunk all the way in, my balls slapping her cheeks. She squealed. I pulled all the.