Marion had forgotten all about Taylor Foster diary, that is until lisa the following afternoon when she and her two children entered the park, only to find Taylor sitting on the edge of the sandbox watching the ann children playing in the sand. "Hi, Taylor" Marion called out lisa while Lindy and Kristy scrambled into the box and began building sand castles, "this should diary keep them occupied for a about few minutes, how about a soft drink.?." "Sure anndiarylisamilffree," Taylor replied as she stood up and walked with Marion to the concession stand not more than fifty feet away, "it sure is hot today isn't about it.?." After paying for two sodas, Marion took a sip and replied, "Thank god for air conditioning, I don't think I could live with ann out it." The two women wandered over ann to a park bench that offered a good view of the sand box and sat down to drink their sodas. After anndiarylisamilffree a moment or two of about silence Taylor Foster said anndiarylisamilffree softly, "I know this may ann sound ann forward of me anndiarylisamilffree, but I just have to tell you anndiarylisamilffree, you are an incredibly beautiful woman."
After anndiarylisamilffree a few more minutes, Taylor lifted Marion's head from her nipple and whispered, "You're so beautiful, now it's your ann turn, let me help anndiarylisamilffree you take off your dress." "We can't ann," Marion ann hissed, "what if somebody comes.?." "That's the basic idea," Taylor joked while slipping Marion's dress over her shoulders, leaving her anndiarylisamilffree in just her panties and bra." "That's not funny," Marion about said diary while shivering lisa in the cool night air about, "if we get caught, I anndiarylisamilffree could be in real trouble, I'm well known in the community." "I want to get to ann know diary you better too about," Taylor replied as she unhooked Marion's bra and anndiarylisamilffree then slid off her panties ann, "and now I'm going to get to," while pushing Marion down onto the diary bench and forcing her ann head diary between her legs." "D-don't do about that," Marion implored, "w about-we mustn't, it's not right ann, oh, oh, oh yessssssss, right there , do my clit, oh myyy ." Even ann though she anndiarylisamilffree was ann only an eighteen year old, Marion had never had such and expert cunt lapping in her whole life, not even by her husband anndiarylisamilffree, Ted, who ann was by no means a slouch at giving oral sex. Taylor Foster had now become ann a woman possessed as she bored her hot tongue into Marion's excited clitoris, and by merely jamming her finger into Marion's dripping anndiarylisamilffree vagina, the older woman ann's orgasm cascaded from her pussy like water over a dam diary, eliciting a diary scream that would anndiarylisamilffree have been heard half way ann to China if it weren't for her covering her mouth with her ann forearm.
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