"Gosh darn mass communication!" Sam swore as heavily. "Now what am I going to do for a lead story?!" "How's about writing about what I found!" Lisa sa...id, opening her purse. "Actually, I found it," Mr. Douglas said. "You wanted to throw it away," Lisa corrected."It's just one of Mr. Haney's-" "Mrs. Douglas!" Sam cried, turning pale. "Do you know what you have?!" "No," she said, looking at the crude wooden doll with beads in her gloved hand. "It's the Curse of Green Acres!" "The curse of..." Mr.. “So do I” she said, “I usually go in the middle of the lake and anchor, away from the crowd”. I said that I like that too.She asked me if I wanted to come onto her pontoon, she was by herself, we could lay down there and chit chat. Besides this and other chit-chatting we were having, we had a few drinks and probably a good buzz.So I grabbed my towel, sun lotion and yes, drink, and went onto the pontoon with here. Before I was even able to pick a seat, she asked me if I could give here a push. .She may have been over 50 and it was after her "pause" but her kagel muscles were well developed and I could feel the end of my cock pushing on her cervix. She continued yakking with Cheryl while wiggling around and rubbing her clit on my pubic bone. I was busy wiping her cum from her ass area and rubbing it on her nipples and sucking them to attention. She hung up the phone and yelled "I'm cumming" and her pussy clamped down on me as she commenced to flood us as she squirted a bunch. It was. I shifted down the bed, backing almost right off of it, and licked inside and outside her knees and ankles, and then carefully attended to each toe, paying particular attention to the spaces in between. I worked up the inside of Rachel’s legs, pausing to lift her knees and tease the tender areas behind the knee until she began squirming and her purring gave way to deep panting. Even then, I repeated the actions on the other side, and made sure that her inner thighs, drenched in fresh fluids.