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I got out of my car and with a blanket under my arm walked to the back of the picnic area, several men got out of their cars and trailed behind me. Fi...ding a secluded picnic table I spread the blanket on top of it, in the fold of the blanket I had a new box of condoms and a bottle of astroglide, setting them down beside me I laid across the table on my back with my feet on the bench seat and my head hanging off the other side. As I made myself comfortable the men gathered around the table, one. From what I've learned later, rather much later, it was wrong of me." Do you know something?" She asked rhetorically, and I treated it just as that. "I have always considered my father to be someone like you." My heart skipped a couple of beats. "Mysterious, I mean. Mother never told me anything about him, and then suddenly she introduces him to me! I don't believe her! Them! I don't think that he's my father. I think I know who I think my father is."My silence must have convinced her that her. Making a decision, I knelt down and wrapped my arms around her, hugging her to me. The sobbing girl, looking to be about twelve or thirteen, wrapped her arms around me burying her face against my chest, as if I was her protection against the cruel world. I pulled her close and gave her what comfort I could. She seemed to have already released most of her energy and I could feel her slight tremble as she struggled to bring herself under control. She looked up with bright and beautiful blue. I got onto my knees on the seat, in that little car I was all crunched up but now I was kissing her. All over her face, her forehead, cheeks nose and finally her mouth, our tongues exploring each other. I kissed her hungrily, my hand undoing the buttons of her blouse to get at her tits. Her breathing got harsher, her groans transmitting the pleasure I was giving her. As I said scrunched up in that little car wasn't the best place for love, suddenly she grabbed me by my shoulders and with a yell.
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