Quicky In The Park

Dan sat on the park bench, the afternoon sun warm on his face, but his gaze was drawn to the path. A woman, no more than twenty-two, jogged by, her ponytail bouncing. She wore compression shorts that showcased a tight ass, and her sports bra barely contained the generous swell of big tits. She glanced over, a flicker of a smile, and Dan returned it, his own mid-thirties frame feeling a jolt of une...