I knew the place as some of us practiced our climbing skills up it's walls, the chalk we used for grip peppered the walls. This was a shelter, with be...nches, to cower from the all to frequent rain. Although it was barely used anymore. The park wasn't nearly as pleasant as it once was, meaning that there were a lot less visitors.I found myself pushed down on to one of the benches without a word. "So what did you need to show me?" I asked. "Just this" she replied, as she unbuttoned the dress,. ’ ‘Oh. Right.’ Flashes of the night before pushed their way to the fore of Draga’s thoughts. She shuddered visibly before managing to temporarily push the memory form her mind. It was a nice bright day. She was with friends of the family. Friends who happened to be acquainted with destruction as an artform. Friends who, it occurred to her, seemed rather… satisfied at the prospect of a global plague of the walking dead. At any rate, a pleasant day amongst friends. And some biker chick. She took. We had spent weeks searching and interviewing several men before she settled on Jerome. From his profile he was athletic worked out regularly and was a salesman with office supply company in the neighboring town. He was due to arrive in an hour so my wife relaxed with a glass of wine. The interview process was somewhat difficult for both parties as my wife had a lot of stipulations before selecting the person. She wanted someone who was not in a current relationship, had never been. I kiss his lips hard as I have been wanting to do since the minute I first layed my eyes on him. Our tongues playing and touching as we have a hunger beyond reality. I feel his hand moving up my thigh as he grabs my ass and squeezes hard. It delights me. I run my hand down his stomach and to his now hard throbbing cock. As we kiss passionatly, I feel him lifting my dress as he kneels down and kisses my soft well trimmed pussy and I feel as he licks I feel as if I am in heaven floating high as.