Her favorite park, because of the encounter so long ago with her mystery man. Meredian Hill was elevated on a mesa, on the outskirts of town. The park... was all stunning vistas, wide open sky. It was her place to feel free, the only place she could imagine what the mystics felt–free and held, all at once. She could look down on the city–and see there the naked ambition, all the fear and anxiety, the rush and the mayhem. One car, after another, one office, after another. In this park, here in her. They looked happy. After the previous night, they were now more open and relaxed around me. “Good morning boys,” I greeted.“Good morning, ma’am,” they replied one by one. They sat on the sofa, on each side, and kissed me one by one. I put the paper away and replied to their kiss with the kisses of my own. My son was still sucking the milk. “The breakfast is on the table”, I said.“How often do you breastfeed your son, ma’am?” asked Sameer. “As much as he wants,” I replied. “Still, how often is. His father was straight-backed, measured, stern and deliberate. His mother was warmer, but quieter, a little bashful and overwhelmed by the relative size of her husband. To Alice, it was like looking at a reflection of her and John in the future. She was surprisingly happy with it.Inside, the smell of good food hung in the air, and a log fire crackled in the living room. Members of John’ family mingled and greeted and laughed and drank, and Alice’s nerves slowly fell away. It was warm,. First with my mouth" I said as I was still in a slow dance, looking at him and sucking my leathered finger."Oh, yes", he said getting more and more horny."Then with my tight, little, slutty, leathered ass" I said as I was turning around, running my hands on my ass and slapping it."Mm, Valeria..." he mumbled."You like the thought, don't you, Mark?" I teased him some more while still gently shaking my ass in front of him and looking back at him from my shoulder."Yes, Valeria", he replied."You.