She stared at it, and again began pumping her pussy, wiggling her butt. She swayed her hips to the left, in a deep, sensuous arc. Then back again. Eye...s always on the squirrel. It shifted, ever so slightly, staring back at her. And made a tiny chittering sound. Ohhhh, she felt that right on her clit! Then it stopped. She pumped her hips again, hoping to make the squirrel move -- just one more time!Suddenly, the squirrel bounded off. Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Daniella felt like her pussy was being. We took seats at the bar, too, at the far end. As the bartender came around the bar, she looked up and grinned."I remember you two!"She looked at you and added, "You look as stunning as you did last time you were here. Really unforgettable!"I squeezed your hand, "See? I told you."You tried for that "aw shucks" look. Might have worked for her. Didn't work for me."Hendricks and tonics tonight?"You know you've got a good bartender when she has a memory like that.You opted for what she remembered.. “I’m coming from the cemetery. I go there every Thursday afternoon and put some new flowers on the gravestone of my wife” I answered. “Are you still sad sometimes that she died?” “It’s been such a long time since she passed. She died of an involuntary abortion along with our unborn daughter. Our daughter would be of your age now. Who knows, maybe you would have become real good friends. But sometimes, yeah, it all comes down on me again and I can’t hold back the tears anymore. Yes, even old. ”“I was joking, auntie.”“I wasn’t, Goyse. I didn’t come down in the last shower. No one goes to have a cup of coffee right before midnight on New Year’s Eve.”“Damn, I wished someone had told me that before tonight.”“Here you smart Alex little cunt put this in your pocket and use it!”I looked down at my hand where she had placed a condom. I laughed and said, “That’s a little small isn’t it, auntie. Are you trying to throttle me?”“Throttle you, her dad will throttle you. He’ll break your fucking.